Echoes That Were Felt: Series Part 3

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A SERIES HONORING THE POEMS THAT COULD'NT BE POSTED:

     Healing or Just Hiding Behind a Mask?

A DISAPPEARANCE CALLED HEALING

We burned the masks, not the memory,
Laughed in crowds, not in therapy.
No alarms this time, just silent fear —
Did we heal, or just disappear?


THE ECHOES OF HALLWAYS

We moved ahead, but left a trace,
Of sanitizer and a guarded face.
No sirens screamed, no headlines roared,
Just empty desks and hearts ignored.

So tell me now, are we truly free?
Or walking ghosts of what used to be?


SOMEWHERE BETWEEN HEALING AND HIDING

We coughed in corners, not just with breath,
But with thoughts too loud and fears of death.
We grew in silence, we aged in screens,
And called it life, in shattered routines.

Now if we’re asked: “Did you survive?”
We’d say — “We did... but not all alive.”
So if healing comes, let it come slow,
Let it touch the parts we never show.

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