Hiding

Words fail me today,
Can’t explain my
Despair,
how it feels.

Somehow I’ve been dead
so many years,
walking through my days,
Trying to breathe,
open my eyes,
survive the vastness of
time and space,
the utter loneliness of
being alive.

I’ve hidden myself well,
but now I’ll never find my way,
it’s been too long.
I hear conversations and wonder
how you know, where you read it,
or heard it, or saw it,
how you’ve lived it.

I’ve been in hiding for so long
I have barely survived.