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Mar 23
shrieks from the fallen ones
haunt your memories
faces slowly fading away
as the time rushes by

yet everything seems paused
moving along in slow motion
watching everyone else live their lives
smiling, laughing, enjoying their time

while you sit back and wonder
what happened here
why me, why us
things could have been better, different

how have i managed to survive
can’t believe i made it this far
i had your help
and now i have nothing

the silence stings
but the emptiness hurts the most
cupboards left open
couch cushions askew

stains on the carpet
hard to accept the fact
that bang bang bang
that slash slash slash

has now led to you all
being
gone

i’m sorry
Written by
cameron michael  18/Trans Male/New York
(18/Trans Male/New York)   
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