fears

in the seams of their tears surface lingering fears.

faceless

what i once washas been erased by the majority of societytill nothing but an imprintof my previous facaderemains –renamed,i am born again

faceless

in the enda simple speck of dirtfloating in a maelstromof hatred, anger, sadness,of happiness, longing, and love. in the end,drowning under a million handswhose voices clamor for attention. And you wonder. someone who used to be lovedby family and friends,someone who drifted away so farinto a society who could hardly care,a voice that barely worked,alone.