Invisible Death Poem by Morana Liones
Invisible Death
I get up,
I pretend I'm okay.
It's the same day all over again.
I don't know what to do.
I wouldn't cry
even if my whole family had died.
I try to find meaning in life,
but I just sink into the ground.
I can't breathe,
the earth is taking me.
My ghosts are haunting me,
the ghosts of the people I used to be.
I'm not the same person anymore,
and now I'm cold under my funeral stones.
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