Her
Streams of sadness run down her face
all the madness she cannot erase
chains that hold her down can never be broken
and in water she drowns from the words unspoken
All That Remains are unrecognizable faces
all of the names are just letters in places
memories she's created are slowly disappearing
she knows they are fading and the wheel she's not steering she's gone
she's losing it
what's wrong
she can't prove it
she gets along
but still moves through it
Copyright © Felisha Coon | Year Posted 2018
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