The cockroach

The shadow of yesterday is receding
Leaving behind the smell of fear
Memories are locked away,
Keys are hidden well
Writings appear on the wall
And a lonesome cockroach in my room
Scurries about,
Cautiously
A hint of trepidation,
Soon overshadowed by curiosity and hunger
I watch him as he moves,
Searching, exploring
We are alike, him and I
Survivors since time immemorial

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