unknown silhouettes are scary at times
not knowing where they come from
or what they want
what lies within
so distraught
in these modern times
ghosts take many shapes and forms
why'd you turn out to be my own?
fingers tapping
unsure what to say
what did i do to make you lead astray?
days turned into weeks
as i dread these months and years
why did our love end up here?
you had me fooled
these last two years
choke on all my wasted tears
anxiety clutches my chest
as i wait for your text
i highly doubt you'd leave me on read
but you proved me wrong that January day
when you left with nothing to say
i didn't think you'd do me like this
there is a first time for everything i guess
an explanation is all i ever wanted from you
now that it's march
i don't think that is something you'll do
depression has been my only vice
in this fucked up world we call life
why did you ghost me?
I'm so unsure
why you left me here
cold and a fool
I've accepted that i won't get the answers i want
it's you that's going to be left
with all this regret
i know I'll find someone new that won't ghost me
all he'll do is probably adore me
I'm at peace after my misery
a seance won't inflict injury
now you're just a faded memory
ghosts don't scare me
even with your legacy
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canary (part two) (mini poem collection series)
Поэзияhere is part two of my journey through writing poetry based on my experiences. I have already made a collection of other poems i have written but decided to make a four part mini series of poems i have written on my phone. if you haven't already, ch...
