Faces

I walk the faces of life alone,

not in spirit or actuality,

simply feeling.

And the faces around me who walk united

fail to realize I have fallen.

Resiliently, though, my mind remains unheard.

Silently screaming,

begging to be heard by anyone willing to take a moment

and listen.

But the faces of life have taught me

never to trust the faces to do more than isolate,

and prepare to stand alone.

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[Amit Parmessur]

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