Tag Archives: ghost

Mar22

Dead

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I step through the

Threshold

And feel the ghosts.

They want to crawl under my skin

To make a home in my veins.

They want to cling to the walls of my heart,

Stop me in my tracks.

Screaming,

“Look back!

Look back girl!”

I do not know how to stifle

Them.

I turn round

Struggling to face myself in the mirror,

Expecting to see my child self.

I look up to see Mamas eyes

Instead of me.

And her voice in my mind over and over,

“I love you, but I do not like you.”

i would like to ask her what she truly meant

But she is dead and gone.

I cannot help but wonder if she would still feel the same today.

Feb7

Apparition

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You must have been an

Apparition.

A made up someone in my

Imagination.

For I wandered these stone stairwells

And

I roamed through

Winters withering garden

Following your song.

I knew I should find shelter,

Somewhere to warm my core.

But once outside I could return

Inside no more

For

I was met with barred windows and

Locked doors.

I found you in the courtyard.

I tried to reach you.

Touch you.

You vanished as I approached.

My fingers now cold and frozen,

I,

Left dreaming in the fog with ghosts and snowflakes.

And I remained alone

As I was all

Along.

I must have mistaken the

Wind howling through

Windows and doors,

Through

Winters garden

For your song.

Originally posted on October 20, 2015

Oct23

Someone

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Someone told me
The people who did these things to me are not here anymore.
They can no longer hurt me.
Why this did not occur to me before,
I do not know.
Maybe because i still hear their
Voices.
Maybe because every sense and nerve in me reacts to
Certain noises and movements as if those people are still in the same room with me;
I feel the ghost of their touch.
I am ready to let them go now;

To see them, to feel them fade
Away into nothingness.
They can no longer keep
Their
Invisible grip
Because you cannot
Imprison
Peace.
You cannot hold love captive.
I am no longer fear,
I am love
And love is free.

May18

I’ve Crawled, I’ve Clawed

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I’ve crawled.
I’ve clawed my way out.
Feel like I’m barely coming up for air.

I’ve screamed so loud in silence.
I’ve begged and pleaded.
Still barely breathing.

And it seems I’m just invisible.
A reflection of nothing there,
A ghost as thin as air.

Wondering if I’ve ever really been or am I just a

Dream.

A figment of my imagination
Or somebody else’s creation.

But I can hear myself breathing.

I

Feel the blood beating through my veins.
Is there any life inside of me?
Does any flicker of light remain?