▲ 0 ▼ April 10, 2018 at 9:06 pm Catherine Mcwilliams Myers says: Resembling sardines, packaged separately, journaling home.
I want my real life back.
Is she looking at me?
They stopped texting, turned and talked
Though grouped together, each was alone.
They all died, not knowing why
we were never really here today
The zombie apocalypse had begun, unnoticed.
Resembling sardines, packaged separately, journaling home.
“If only someone could see me.”
I lost the me in you.