Not Dead...YET
I want to be invisible
Silently gliding through life
Unseen – unheard – untouched
I want the wall to be built
One brick
One lie
One cut
One word
One cut
All
Everything
One at a time
I want to never forget
I want to forgive
To let the people go
To let the tears fill up
Then - drown, choke me
I want to the hatred to fill me up
And poison me
I want…
A feeling
Just one
Be it happiness or sorrow
Anguish or hopelessness
I just want to feel
To be not dead
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