July 21, 2017
She is a ghost
A memory
A thought that pulls
And she haunts
But not by choice
For she is haunted too
By this existence
Of loss
Because guilt
Made a ghost of her
Where something created
Was more
Than he thought
himself worth
Waxing poetic on thoughts, theory & the times
July 21, 2017
She is a ghost
A memory
A thought that pulls
And she haunts
But not by choice
For she is haunted too
By this existence
Of loss
Because guilt
Made a ghost of her
Where something created
Was more
Than he thought
himself worth