Afterlife

I tell you that I love you, yet you never say it back, When I look at you you glare through me as if I were a piece of glass. Everyone is different now, My cell never rings, No one pays me a visit, Why doesn't anyone acknowledge my sound ? A year has passed but still no change, My spouse now belongs to another, The friends I once had now hang out with others. Why am I going through this ? What have I done ? I had many friendships and family now I have none. I walk through a Cemetery my stomach gets a knot, I look down and notice a plot. My name engraved in stone. I was 6 feet under, I never realized that I was gone. ™© By : Shawn Muñoz