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.