The tears they run,
slowly down my cheek.
my fingers shake with fear,
with fear of lifes sorry fate.
i look around me,
dead bodies everywhere.
the gestapo do not leave anyone,
why am i still breathing then?
for the first time,
i wish i was dead.
dead and gone.
gone gone gone.
i stare down at my brother,
he looks so peaceful,
so still and handsome,
he is in a better place.
the stench of death overwhelms me.
what now?
what kind of a life will this be?
everything has been taken away from me.
everything except my faith.
but that is fading too,
for life is something you not only live,
but something you go through.
i have been spared for now.
yet how long is it til they find me?
not long...
not long at all.
