lost in a crowd

Lost in a crowd,

Of faces, of skin.

Lost in a crowd,

One in a million.

The crowd is dead,

You can’t see me past,

The bodies that lie,

Piled in a mass.

No finding me under,

Embodied deceit.

Blocking your view,

I’m not what you seek.

Trampled and crushed,

Hidden by the crowd.

A grave full of bodies,

Too many to count.

Gasping for air,

No oxygen left.

Crushed by the weight,

I can’t catch my breath.

You don’t hear my cries,

Muffled underneath.

The bodies that lie,

Fatal smothering.