Sandbone18

Lost

Out somewhere in the smoke and ruins. 

Individuals walking down roads not to be seen again.

Dreams and expectations that cannot be realized.

People who will never be touched by the glint of day.

As real as the solemn hills tagged by death. Alone in

a world you can be forgotten. Just lost or abandoned 

being banned from a happy existence. The sun sets 

on their life for the final time.