They won’t tell you
Their words are not shared
They carry on existing
Usually going unnoticed
Their differences eventually will see them through
Until they grasp the reins of life they won’t know
Somebody needs you to listen
Maybe a kind word or a smile
Maybe more than ever before
The Walking wounded are everywhere but invisible
Until their game faces fade away
My membership expired
Hallelujah

C@rainbowchaser2020