Alive, physically...

Bodies, just plain bodies,
only flesh and bones,
Just a body, lone,
bodies, broken and worn.

No feelings,
no required emotional healing.
no persona,
been more than bodies,
never,

Corpses alive,
rotting,
can't rot gracefully like wine.

Bodies,
shot with an invisible gun.
Never were anybody,
unable to be distinguished,
with numbness they've been kissed.
Dead, dead since birth,
they don't know how to look at the beauty of the earth.

Abuses hurled,
cursed, sad,
lonely in this world,
those boys and girls,
They're just bodies,
no one cares for them,
nobody...