We'Ve Stopped Living
centered
censored
sequestered
senses senselessly succumbing
overload(ed)
with fear/despair
desperate(ly) casting
thoughts to the wind,
reeling them back in
from where?
they wind up
did they ever begin
to fathom fate
is this life?
put on hold
we hesitate
but minds run on
what if?
it may never come
and we may go
Copyright © Ts Poetry | Year Posted 2020
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