Poems from Shannon Brookson
We must stop, dear child. It isn't safe for us here. We mustn't get too close, For it's the virus that we fear. But mother, my friends,...
He hides behind a smile,
He walks the halls alone.
Acts as a normal person would,
Though he waits by the telephone. He hears no ring.
...
You say that it’s okay, cause we’re all trying.
Yet all around all I see are people dying.
The virus- it’s spreading, I can’t stop crying...
In the shadows, I rest.
Near the heart, I remain.
I swallow your happiness.
And leave only, the pain.
I am the insecurities,
The voice...
I remember it as clear as day. The moment that the light that so proudly lit up my eyes had dimmed.
Until it was but a bulb so helplessly...