Ghost Poem by Nathan Petersburg
Ghost
No tears left to cry
No breath left to breathe
No voice or scream
No words will describe;
But still I'm here --
Conflicts in my head
Searching for the dead;
Frightened by fear.
So many have been lost
But we can go on,
See another dawn --
Though we bear the cost
Of sensing being empty
Without your presence;
But have your essence
Embedded in history.
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