Those eyes don’t lie….Your soul is seen through them there eyes….breath……let the truth out that so desperately wants to be free..who’s a free..free indeed…

Walking dead …..are you blind to the reflection that shows in your mirror of life….fooling who…you….me..them……they…us…

Who give a care…..those eyes watching you……moving sluggish to the rhythm of life…….the drum beat of Your feet as they trample through the streets…..your breathing .. sounding like the wind that chaffs in winter…the heart beat is in slow motion and rhythm…as the blood tries to run up the hill of protection….

Yes..yes…who cares ….who knows….who wants…..Yes…. Thump …thump..beats the drum of death…..while you are tramped in this shell..the worms eating you alive….your emotions…..your feelings…your masks…..your fakeness..
Touching you…..feeling the numbness of a cold., cold, heart……Smiling with a posture that is prepared for timing….Hello….do you see me???? I’m here alive and well..see the Smile.see the tears in the rim of my eyes…..the overflow…wait…I can’t cry….

Somebody help me…..I’m buried alive by life…..past hurts…..abuse of my gender not expected..words of coldness…volume but only  silence…..love but no passion….a duty……my job subscription…speech with no feelings..

Somebody help me…..love…..no more…not one….many…..I never will love just one…..can’t stand to hear…feel the rain as it pours down on me….

Somebody please tell me…help me. Get out of this grave ….that I’ve dugged for myself….you..come and go with me…this one……that one…many as I can caused I won’t feel hurt again…

Manuel
2015