The Final Death

To have been forgotten is to have died unknown
No flower bouquets laid in your honor
Ivy wrapped around your unmarked tombstone
The regret of never doing anything bad nor good
Pushes you deeper into the ground
Out of sight, out of mind
For thousands of souls
Mindlessly wandering here and there
Forever stuck in limbo
Condemned to nothingness
All because they are forgotten by the living
None of them deserved
The ultimate death.