Written by Cleo Carelse
Proofread by Maverick Swartz
Stillness.
But,
This was a year of despair.
No one will ever say,
Can you smell the air of content?
For one last time breathe in…
The lingering salty ocean breeze,
The wind dangling in your hair,
To watch every moment that passes by.
Tired little eyes blinking vigorously,
Dreaming of parties on the beach at 3am,
Underneath a starry sky.
While blasting to the perfect song,
Polaroids capturing secrets that never runs dry.
Enjoying that late-night McDonald’s drives,
Where we’ll hike till, we see the sunrise,
Just to say, look at that back to simpler times.
To finally see a familiar face knocking at the door.
But you should be pleased,
We’ve been locked up here forever more.
This isn’t our last goodbye,
Just give it time.
We will no longer be stuck between these four walls,
As we patiently wait for the levels to fall.
For now, we’ll unconsciously be controlled by a pandemic of madness.
An apocalypse of mask wearing zombies roaming the abandoned streets,
Where we will sing songs of,
Silence creeping in.
It brought out the best and worst in me.
A part I have never seen,
It feels there is a missing piece of the puzzle,
Marking down the days in 365 ways.
A prisoner forced in a cage,
At times like an animal in constraint.
Isolation was the start.
How I became a face in a mask!
(read backwards)
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