• I used to stand tall.
    Once.
    But that was
    upon a
    time
    long forgotten in
    the desert.

    Do not go,
    or you will
    be
    swallowed.
    Never
    to be
    seen
    again.

    She used to
    always cry.
    Tears
    dripping on
    the cold
    hard
    floor.

    He used to
    bully them
    and make
    them hurt.

    The desert is
    dry.
    The desert is
    huge.
    You will die
    in such
    a
    place.

    Now she
    laughs
    at all.
    She won't
    care about
    anything.
    Not anymore.

    Now he
    hides his
    face from
    the world.
    It laughs at
    him,
    with his
    lost arm.

    The desert has
    found me.
    It has kept
    me.
    I have
    lost
    hope,
    buried
    under
    the sand.