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Why Don't You Haunt Me?
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useless Why don't you haunt me,
So I can tell you to go away,
And banish you from my life,
And watch the branches sway.
Outside my window,
The wind blows blue,
New dreams, old screams,
But where the hell are you?
Why dont you haunt me?
So I can run and hide,
Under my covers, just like I used to.
Your iron fist, that gauntlet of hate-
Remember the moment you knew it was a waste?
And you took your own life
So you can be a ghost,
You left your money and your clothes
But the thing that matters most,
Is why dont you haunt me?
And talk to me like you used to
So I could cringe and pretend
That everything is serene
And you can destroy my stuff,
And throw me across the room
Just like when you were living,
And pretending.
But why dont you haunt me?
So I can chant some secret spells
And cast you into the darkness
Just like our living hell?
SOunds like someone who lost a father towards the beginning but by the end I was thinking more along the lines of an older sybling...
The took your own life, Left your money and clothes makes think maybe that this person is dead, but the rest of it is ambiguous enough to interpret as maybe just going away to school or moving out or something... ANd even with those lines you call the take life part a metaphor like if the brother or father or whatever joined a cult or something... I dunno. That's just what I got out of it. Haven't really lost a sybling or father so I can't relate to what I got out of it, but it's still good.