Thoughtless
everywhere i go faces looking
people talking
people screaming
the sad faces
in the wrong places
nowhere to go
darkened rooms
horrible dreams
dead memories
still here to haunt me
if you move on
the past stays
a man in my dream
what really happened will be revealed
if i were to lie
i would be in shame
as any human would
after a while you stop thinking
and you just move forward
not knowing what the future holds
but knowing its not good
the horror they live in
the horror of war
the horror of the legends the people start
and the horror of being human
Copyright © Shayla Dendinger | Year Posted 2011
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