.

... I truly am haunted. Sadly there is no exorcism for the memory.

Im nobody, the faceless.

the one you forget and leave nameless.

the one who cares for the careless.

teaches fear to be fearless.

thatll pick you up and be proud of.

the one who will give it all up.

who will bare your pain for a smile.

and all the while....

Im nobody the faceless.

the one forgot, burred nameless

the one trying to find where this pain fits.

wears a mask where their face is

fast loosing their patience.

one thats tired just waiting for days end.

questions existence.

that just want to KNOW.

they made one persons day

then the pain was worth it.

but not taken away

just about ready for take off. I can feel it in my breath.

The way it moves through me. shivers up my spine.

it comes on like love. getting me off like lust.

soon it will leave me. Like you in that beauty.

I looked in the mirror today. There was a stranger standing there, with familiar bone structure. I almost recognized him. He waved. He didnt say whether it was a hello or good bye. I wasnt sure. He wouldnt make eye contact, though I was looking right at him. I dont think he was from around here. He felt as though he belonged to another galaxy. There was nothing I could do. I turned… and walked away. No matter where you go, you take yourself with you. and I closed the door. and no one has heard from me since.

I live like a ghost. invisible and stuck to the corners and dim lit ways you never walk. observing without being seen or felt. as life unfolds around me, I burry the burden. this skeleton in my closet.

I paint with my pencil graphite on paper heart on display an image, a word evoke emotion but will never mean what it did to me when it occurred. Just a reminder a place holder in time a memory as art.