Return to your suppose-to-be-in place
as your ears can’t stand them yelling anymore.
Find too much people to talk to
but less than no one to understand. Or feel.
Got the phone out of your sight
as you could call him.
His words don’t translate, as they never did.
Try to think
but your brain is empty. Again.
And your everything else is full of pain and memories.
Something flashes in the dark of your mind
after a few moments.
No, you can just feel it.
And force yourself to forget it,
because there’s no choice.
Then afraid. Then sorry.