POEM

I feel like a ghost sometimes

An unimportant problem,

Just another name… a number

Lost in a hallway of people.

I feel so lonely

Even though people are around me,

Swallowed up by an unknown problem

That creates fear and no solution.

I keep on trying to shout

But only seem to make whispers,

I feel consumed by fear,

Controlled by uncertainty.

And through all of this

I begin to wonder upon a question

Something worrying and terrifying,

It aches my heart and makes my eyes water

who is it I call me?

let it be...

TALLEST