Walk

Again
the alarm lock rings
like a broken record player
again
rings with the call
to walk
away
when will the survival stop?
the vacant people staring
the empty space when I hold my hand
no one to hold

I wasn't here from start
a plant suffocating on the wrong soil
bursts of sad sun, heavy air
they are here first
I droop, yellow heart, weak

The walk
pulling up the confused roots
there is only one route
walk away with the next shrill ring.