Left in the Dust

Left in the dust,

I feel the dust cloud in my face,

Dirt,

Rocks,

And everything that affects me,

I’m choking on it,

I can’t breathe,

There’s no air,

It’s filled my lungs and nose,

I can’t see,

My vision is clouded by brown and black,

The rocks that come with the dust cloud,

Hit my body,

Yet I can not feel,

When I was left,

I became numb,

My body can’t feel much,

No one’s here next to me to pull me out,

They’ve forgotten about me,

I’ve been left behind,

Left in the dust,

To find my own way,

I’m waiting for the dust to clear,

So I can move on,

Will I let myself move on,

Maybe,

But right now I’m consumed by the dust,

That conceals me so well.