I am a ghost,
Soul long gone,
Spirit’s laid lifeless.
Just a body,
Worthless bones covered in skin,
Walking aimlessly.
A set of lungs,
Out of unbreakable habit,
Expanding, contacting.
A weak heart,
Drenched in pain and fear,
Pumping hopelessly.
I am completely
And utterly gone.
It is just my body
That still exists.
Words Under The Moon 