A feeling that everyone
Is better off
Without me.
Around.
If I drifted
Away into the air, things would be lighter,
Easier
For everyone else.
I see it.
A fading that happens in their minds
As I try to breathe myself back into life.
But I am unable
Mouth filled with cloth.
Choking.
Remember me,
Remember me.
Remember me!
I plead.
But all they remember
are the haunting screams.
That followed me.
And they decide instead,
To forget.
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