Haunted
There was a version of myself That existed when you didn'tÂ
I search for her in vain
my mind has walled her off, Deemed her a foreign entity
and instead, the version That knew you has engulfed my beingÂ
I sense you In everything:
The cool breeze That mocks me With memories of your warm embrace
The cruel trick Of memory Fills the still air With your scent
Every object you have touched Every word you have spoken
All tainted by your essence
But you are gone.
You have been laid to rest I watched as Your body was lowered Into the depths Of the earth Then sowed flowers Surrounding Your hedge, Guarding your rest
Yet you are anything but resting in peace As your shadow Looms over my mind
Is it because I Constantly visit your grave?
By my own fault You have been tethered To this realm of thought
Have my tears Supplied you with life And allowed you To take supernatural form?
Because it seems your ghost Has found its home, Haunting me, In the unused corners of my mind
