My presence goes unnoticed. 

“Why?”, I ask.

My heart is still masked; Unable to breathe underneath it’s sheet.

I am invisible as well; Forgotten; Ignored.

I swore, to not end this pain, to a friend.

He told me he wants me alive,

Not laying on the ground; unwilling to survive.

I wonder some days if he still cares..

But then I see, he is still there.

Watching me among the distance,

Closing in on my existence.