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Im gone,
left to be in
a better place.
leaving behind
memories
and the ghosts
of my past
hoping
to move on
instead
isolated by
the world
on this
vacant island
where no one
can hear
me screaming,
crying,
begging
for help
No one
comes to
my aid
just a speck
in the world
insignificant to
everything
like an ant
on a mountain
there,
but un-noticed
like a poltrigiest
who lurks
through walls
eavesdropping
where ever he can
to try and
maintain
normalcy
not wanting
to acknowledge
that hes dead.
but he is dead
as am I
Dead things
dont matter
What's done
is done
People move on
I wish
I could
but everything
i know
holds me back
not allowing me
to just move on
stuck in
this world
never allowed
to leave
yet
physically,
I'm gone
it is
my soul
that haunts
the corridoors
of my
past