Christine Kuruvilla

Singapore-03/08/2002

Tale of a lost soul

Time seems to standstill,
Moments they seem not to pass.
Word they are no longer spoken,
Memories no longer last.

I see the world move around me,
Tears hide behind veils.
Smiles visible to them,
But its pain engraved in tales.

I can't, where did I go wrong?
Why don't they like me?
Is it the way I walk, is it the way I speak,
Or my blood stained teeth?

I tell myself, don't give up,
There's more to do and more to see.
Yet I fade slowly,
Losing every part of me.
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