Words of a Ghost
When did I die for you?
When was the moment I ceased to exist
Becoming no more than a shadowy memory
Another conquest amongst so many others
Another notch on your belt and a heart thrust away
Shattered into kaleidoscope fragments
What was it that turned me into a ghost?
A phantom that haunts you in the glittering night
Gazing at you with mournful eyes
Like the wave-pounded pebbles of the ocean floor
What makes you impervious to my love?
To me it feels so strong
A torrent I can’t hold back
It overflows – gushing scarlet – from every pore
From my eyes and lips
It pulsates around me in a shimmering crimson halo
And yet you fail to see it
Your eyes meet mine but look right through
Scything through my flesh and bone like a bolt of lightning
Leaving me weak-kneed and trembling
Yet not even quickening your pulse
It beggars belief how simply you thrust me aside
As if I were a pair of jeans that no longer fit
Or a shoe with the broken sole flapping loosely in the wind
And now I am dead to you
A mere wraith standing on the balcony
Watching you with troubled eyes
Faded - pearly and translucent in the wake of your ravages
I am truly dead to you now
You dance on my grave
You spit on my crucifix
But my immolating love for you burns on
Undying…perpetual…
Immortal
Copyright © Amy Van De Casteele | Year Posted 2009
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