Not Me
So many words, left unsaid. So many wounds, that have festered. So many times I lived and died, so many memories, just tethered. I wanted to share so much, But always fell short, just short. And that pause was enough to last a lifetime, A lifetime a few moments worth. I live in pieces now, strewn together By the mockery called fate. The dreams I had, I protected, it seems I now desecrate. A heartbeat is a rhythm, not the sign of life, A smile merely the function of a muscle. I am surrounded by multitudes and yet alone. I walk through unknown paths on the road to my home.