Dead!

• Alysha Goss, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2014

I slowly die inside
From all the times I've cried for you.
You look at me
With your beautiful eyes
You look right through me
Like I was never alive
I am invisible
I always will be to you
For some reason I knew
I would always be like this to you
I wish you were missing me
Like I was missing you
But no matter what I do.
I am always dead to you.