Ghost

You are the ghost I’ll lay to rest if only you let me be.

Stop tempting me and let my live in my lonely apathy.

I never want to long again for something that’s not mine.

That never was and never will be, even though I give it time.

I want to bury every lie that I have brought upon myself.

The useless dreams and hopes I had of being loved by someone else.

I want to sleep without the fear that waking will bring despair.

My tomb would be more bearable if your presence wasn’t there.

In the arms of devastation, your eyes are like the world I know.

The darkest place I long to be when I have nowhere else to go.

Your voice is like a two edged sword that makes me die inside.

And yet I long for scars to bleed, to have some proof that I’m alive.

A half-life doomed to bitterness is the fate I’ll have and hold.

A gathering storm I cannot feel cause the flesh has gone so cold.

I look into the broken mirror and the ghost that I’ve become.

A fragment of my mortality and yet I see no one.

I wish the earth could swallow me, open up and let me in.

Condemned to drown in emptiness and the solace of me sins.

Let me rest in pieces now, into the grave I’ll take my love.

And dig until I reach the bottom cause six feet isn’t deep enough.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this was for a guy named bobby hall...damn...he really was perfect...he was literally the guy of my dreams...but he never gave me a chance...

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