Blood Rose || A Collection Of my Poetry: Pt. 2

I am a ghost

I am a ghost

Every waking moment all my thoughts surround
Him i know what I said but I didn't genuinely believe that I'd be cursed to haunt him until he forgave me and I can feel his hate grow has my sickness makes my days grow shorter

Everything I do revolves around him but that revelation has already been stated a million times

I want him dead so I can mourn him so to the living he's peaceful I want to haunt the cemetery with him I don't care anymore if he hates me in death I just can't stand in life

My only drive is him I know I'll perish if I actually gave up, my only drive is his forgiveness but my body is rotting has I walk it's painful to be this ghost in human flesh

I am utterly dead but I have to be imprisoned a little longer I can feel my body dying

What if since my ambitions lye with me coming back to his life what if I'm forgiven will I die and my soul As well? Or will I be a ghost?

What if I can't make it to my natural death and I kill myself? What if I see the hate in his eyes? What if what if what if? I'm incredibly scared but I can't go back on my decisions it's to late and nonetheless I am a ghost

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Stitches
I thought I lost it before but this is legit loosing my mind now...
Also I'm crying ofc...
Oh and if your an og you'd know the significance of rain and him well it's pouring