Vanish
If I were to vanish
Would you notice the absence?
Scream, cry, or erase me from your days?
A fleeting ghost, or a wound to carry?
Or be rid of me, a thought no more.
I would not know-
If I'd fade to a distant past.
Would there be thoughts unspoken,
Hopes, dreams, or even fears?
I'd like to know,
For no one gets to witness the silence left behind.













