I am dead,
Dead.
Yet in your heart...
In my heart, I wish you were alive.
For years I've been dead.
I'll never be resurrected,
For all I see is blood red,
So avenge me.
I see you.
You know you're dreaming.
Everything seems dead.
Dead.
You are here, aren't you?
Do you feel this way too?
We were stuck together like glue.
I need you.
I am dead.
Dead.
Nothing seems real to you, does it?
Not a single thing.
I've been dead for many years,
I am but a non-existent ghost now,
So listen to me, don't give me those tears.
To no one should you bow.
I see you!
Don't play around.
I see a ghost.
Concentrate! on your work.
I don't know what I'm doing,
But I know my heart's tearing.
Every night, every day,
I feel like a sculpture of broken clay.
I've been dead for years.
But I still see you everywhere.
Please don't cry anymore.
I cannot stand to live like this.
I am but a non-existent ghost,
I am dead like most.
Don't waste your time on me,
I know you'll find the key.
Footnote
Allie
Laila
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The Words Whispered are Theirs
Poetry***CONTAINS POTENTIALLY TRIGGERING CONTENT*** Poetry that I hear from the characters I create. Decided to put them here for some reason. Some (most) are books that haven't been published here (yet?). Hopefully it won't be too confusing. Words after...
