What are words
If I have not one soul to speak them to
What are words
Anymore
I see the people as they used to be
But now
Not even my mask can keep out the stench of them
Rotting away
At least they are together
But I am alone
I can not say I am living
I am merely surviving
Living is an enjoyable experience
Living is love
Living is pain
Living is fear
Living is happiness
But happiness is not here
Survival is instinct
Survival is becoming the animal you never knew you were
Or could be
Oh I could never harm that...
But the moment you need to to survive
You don't even think about it
Their faces are barely recognizable
But I see people I used to know all the time
Students
Parents of children I knew
I chose to leave the city with everything I would need
So my heart would never break
But they followed me in my dreams
What are these words I can not speak
Emotions I can not indulge
Sounds I refuse to make
To survive
YOU ARE READING
Poems for the Lost
PoetryI wonder if I wander far enough from here If I'll make it to there... Where is there? No one knows Until they get there...
