Dead forgotten

Poem by: Chrysta

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What does it really mean to be dead?

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Submitted: January 16, 2013

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Submitted: January 16, 2013

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You are dead.

Forgotten, lost, expired.

A ghost of who you were stalks deep within my head,

But the memory has faded.

Paper-thin, translucent,  no-longer needed.

Your image rots away,

Your voice distorted.

Memories become hazy,

Feelings erased.

Dead, dead,

Forgotten to me,

Is it true you can still breathe?

 

If you're alive then I must be crazy,

You're a walking, talking zombie.

Never needed, never feeling,

What care should I have for you?

Dead, a ghost walking in your shoes,

Could pass right through me.

I wouldn't believe it

Any more then I believe that you exist.

Dead, Dead,

All is forgetten that is now dead.


© Copyright 2016 Chrysta. All rights reserved.

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Genre: Poetry

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What does it really mean to be dead?

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