INVISIBLE STRINGS

<p>One day everyone will leave.</p><p>Not with sound but like chlorine- disappearing into the air leaving a faint trace a burn that lingers in your lungs. impossible to erase.</p><p>This isn't just a collection of poetries.</p><p>It's the remnants the ghosts thoughts that won't dissolve. words that creep into your bones haunting without a sound.</p><p>Nothing stays-</p><p>except the traces of what once lived.</p><p>If I lose every last memory.</p><p>will these thoughts be all that's left. the only proof that I once existed?</p>