Morgue

Imprisoned in an orderly fashion

Where am I now?

Thoughts formed from the outside

I’m dragged into them

Fear of denying myself

Deprived of all my doubts

Ceased thoughts

Your relief, created by denying

Are you trying to

Undermine them?

Who am I undermining?

Thousands of deaths

Thoughts and prayers

Am I glad it's not me?

You thought you were

Watching from the sidelines

Locked in before you knew it

Became harder to breathe

Paralyzed by acceptance

Ceased thoughts

Your relief, created by denying

Denying existence of others

Are you trying to

Undermine them?

Who am I undermining?

Thousands of deaths

Thoughts and prayers

Am I glad it's not me?

Cold, unchanged, severed

Which side are you

Looking through?

Cold, unchanged, severed

Where am I now?