Ghost of Pain

TEaRdRoPs from MY 
EyEs.

PRoDucEd FOR THE 
STARS.

AT thIs POiNt IN any oF 
My TimES.

DIspLAyEd bY THe mId 
oF the nigHT.

iNtO THe uNIveRSE i 
staRe.

BEYoND tHe far.

BEYoND mY own eCho.

BeyoND tHE REacHInG.

i seARCH tHe HEaVeNS 
wITHOUT a SOuNd.

ThE MooN is At tHe 
TUrNIng PoINT.

THe OnE WhICH sHINes 
AT fuLL .

wHAt  i Need is YoUR 
TouCh.

OnE I Miss toO mUCH.

iNSIDe WhAt iS knowN 
TO Me.

The kiNdNeSs fRoM 
Your lovE.

EmpTINESs whiCH 
BuRns.

i have tO hATe.

i HAvE nOWherE to 
TURN.

WiTHOUt YOU, i aM lOst.

I fEeL sHADoWeD BY 
THe crOSS.

I wAnt YOU BACK, IN 
MY ArmS.

WHerE yOU SO EaSiLy 
Do BElONG.

seNSELess i am, 
conFUSed. 

EVEN to tHe mOre.

evEn PASt What'S mOst.

EVerYtHING wAS.

eveRYthing Is whaT 
haPpeneD.

 evErYThIng tHaT cOUlD 
Be INCoRREctlY WRONg.

so  YoU WERe TakEn.

fAr TOO quicKLY .

WhAT Is wORsE To FEEl 
THE WorSt.

I AM standing  By youR 
GRAve.

IT iS DaY.

bUt it is NiGHt.

I Am reADiNG MY 
NamE.

EnGrAVeD ON YouR 
StOne of TomBs.

can the RIDdLE Be.

ThaT i rEFUSe To sEE.
 
thE trutH whiCh diED 
iNsIDE oF Me.

did i PASSED.

was I nEVeR thE ONe 
That was sAveD.

 am I THe GhoSt oF 
pAIn.

AM i LOst.

aM  I  Insane.

bURnIng wITh my sCars.

wItHin My SoRRow.

I Can NOt BE fReeD.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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