Aftermath

Life, an avalanche of experiences,
of things we remember and long to forget,
of times happy, sad, indifferent,
and unwanted
We walk like robots in a world where nobody cares,
or hears what we say,
or sees who we are,
nor will they remember for life sucks the life from us,
and leaves dried corpses
Paint my face in my casket
Hug me for your professed love
Cry as they lower me into the ground
Enjoy the people you haven’t seen in awhile,
all dressed in black
Ah, come on, get real!
You never cared for me anyway,
Not Really!!