Nothing but a Ghost

I haven't got a clue

 

As to what I want to do

 

My life is nothing but a ghost

 

I'm just a burden for those I love the most

 

I'm here but nothing good ever comes

 

Slowly I lose the beat of my drums

 

The day I leave this earth

 

Only then will I find my worth

 

But even then I find none,

 

Hopefully, my mind will become undone.

 

My mind is nothing but an empty space

 

Nothing will ever find me in my place.

 

But here I leave you all,

 

To watch me while I slowly fall…

 

 

 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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