You were gone
unable to walk
therefore, on a mount
carried by a few
all somber and sad
tears dropped
but you never blinked
because you could not
loud cries rose
yet, you were silent
your voice had been choked
a tattered cloth
you were leaving behind
with the hope
of getting inside a new one;
adieu as you would not be
recognized by anyone
whom now you know!
Some days I feel like I am among the walking dead!
well yeah that feeling really happens when you have exerted a lot