Ghosts of the Past
Ghosts of the past
Return to haunt
The tortuous memories resurface
Pain so intense
Chilling my frail bones
My body physically drained of all hope
The taunting continues
Through nights lonely and dark
No slumber or rest for my mind
In turmoil and conflict
With my wounded heart and tired soul
The ghosts slash my smile
If it ever dares to appear
It stays hidden most of the time
My heart lacerated by cruel written words
Not to be taken back but used as bait
I pray for this anguish to end
To relinquish my fears
Lay my ghosts to rest once and for all
Allow my smile
Present myself with consent
To move on
Make new memories
Lock you in the past
Banish the ghosts forevermore
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