Ghost

Invisible to the world.
Untouchable.
Unheard.
Disregarded.
Passing them by.
Just watching.

There they live.
All good and well
 without me.
They don't know
They don't care

They don't have to
None of this touches them.
This cold
suffocating loneliness.

As if nothing ever was.
Looking back
To the beginning.
What a waste.