A Ghost Alone
People I had come to known.
Now, only ghosts reminding me that my days are spent alone.
Staying inside a room so lonesome.
No one I know, is ever coming home.
Tell me what I did to recieve this Karma so not right.
To make the poltergeists around the barrier so trite.
A gracious time when I used to reject my own heart.
Keeping a false facade from the start.
So pure, naive, and unafraid of the future.
Now in the present, it's so hard to cover up my suture.
Haunting my mind until it's difficult to stand.
I long for a time when things were easy and grand.
Hand me a pleasing confrontation.
And I garuantee you, I'll knock it down without any complication.
But that only leaves me so far away from anyone.
Without the smoldering comfort of the sun.
But it's the life I chose.
The highs and the lows.
Born out of the blind.
I'm left, a ghost with no mind.
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