Apathy grows like cancer <br /> strangers' words become a firing squad <br /> we are hated and feared <br /> because of our illness. <br /> We are demons to those around us <br /> who cannot understand our misery. <br /> We have voices and feelings <br /> left unheard, <br /> for we are the walking dead <br /> on an endless journey <br /> searching for the love <br /> we once knew.<br /><br />Rhonda L. Burke<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/misunderstood-2/
