poetry

The Ghost

ghostgirl

Sunlight fades as darkness rolls in,
My heart falters at the memory of him.

I cannot recall the last tears of pain,
Although my eyes brim at the sound of his name.

Why are these demons so hard to release?
They taunt me to remind me there may never be peace.

The shadows of hate, of sickness, and death,
They come back and swirl in a mind unkept.

I dig deep to find strength,
And wait for my love to return.

A warm smile and loving arms
Remind me what I have learned.

Never to return again,
To loss and suffering.

My life is but mine to own,
The ghost is just a memory.

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