You march unified by a cause
A moral high ground on life and death
You live preoccupied with trivialities
Unwavering, rigid, hooked
Instant gratification
Hashtags
Selfies
Likes

Drowning in avoidance of death
Under the umbrella of virtues
You march unified by delusion
A primal fear of dying
A self defense mechanism
Denial, projection, distraction
Consumerism
Objects
Money
Power

You, an army of the dead

Wounds touched softly –
Caressed

Scars scrutinized slowly -
Undressed

If I am the vast ocean then you are the shore
Cleansing my insides with every tide
Unlocking hidden treasures
Long forgotten
And stories Untold

If I am the maze then you are the quest
To unravel and Unfold

If I am the dancer then you are the music
The ebb and the flow

If I am infinity then you are the universe
The charge and the glow

Wounds worshiped
Scars Adored
Undressed

It’s true

I cry without making a single sound

Tears running down my face

Veins popping from my neck

Red coloring my lips

But not a single inkling of a sound

Gaping souls
And
Plundered holes
Excuse me!
You’re standing in my way