Morning Dew

It keeps screaming in your head, it goes on and on until at some point you fail to see an end to it. As much as you do not want to believe it, as much as your heart yearns for something indicating that it should only be a lie, you still have to give in, you know it is true. You are not shocked anymore, it does not even surprise you and you know that this might even be the worst part...

“Don't let them become names! Please just do not freaking let them be solely names on a long never ending list!”, as it cries out loud in your head and it keeps screaming. All the loud screams, the cries, the hollering, the tears you do not manage to shed make you numb. Something really heavy spins in your skull and you start to feel it mashing your brains, as the load on your chest gets heavier.

Just don't let them become nothing but names!