Don’t let the vultures
Prey on the remains
Of those we call survivors
Of the people who can’t escape
The cage we hold inside
I can’t see your face
I’ve gone blind
I can’t hear your voice
I’ve gone deaf
I can’t feel the warmth
Of your caress
I can’t keep doing this
I give up
I am lost
The birds, they circle overhead
Waiting for me to fall
I’m not a survivor
I’m dead inside
Goodbye