Remembrance

A forgotten language
So deep we seem to drown
And wallow in grammatical mire
We are weighed down
With verb tables and vocab lists
Forgotten roses sit stale in the corner
The ceiling sports spiderweb cracks
And black mould badges
The silent mutterings inside our heads
Vainly trying to remember
But the words slip away into nothing
We are the forgotten students
Sitting in our forsaken classroom
Surrounded by dead memories
Can you hear?