Petals In The Grass

Deadpan Faces

Disfigured by experiences
Sightless eyes as I make my way
Who is friend?
Who is foe?
Emotionless looks
Blank stares
Empty gazes

Disfigured by yesterdays
Deadpan faces as I make my way
Void of expressions
Often confussed
Longing for understanding
Words never shared
Feelings never known

Disfigured by loss
Shell shocked people as I make my way
No more fight in them
Fatigued
Tired of living
Disconnection
Casualties

I continue on my way


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