My Dead Language

They passed away and so the past is away

They passed away

And so the past is away

It has a way of creeping up on you

Slowly drowning in you

Please forgive me and

Don’t let me give in

If you really listen

You can hear my broken heart singing

All I needed was a simple gesture

Something that might prove my usefulness

Yet I can’t seem to convince myself

Of my own worthlessness

An unfillable voice that is

Every humans disgrace

Longevity

Living a life long since gone by

Loving slowly and learning deeply

If anything is better than everything

I will take nothing

Listen, you can hear

The sound of me breaking into

Smaller pieces beneath your feet

Deep where love lies

In the fathoms you defeat

 -Jennifer Barajas

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