Haunted
Emptied shell of me
Thoughts of our time as “We”
Not hearing my own, how unfortunate
For hers, is all I see
Within this hollow consciousness
I feel more grief, alone
Each room, the memories hold
From a time you were held within my arms
Hearts sheltered from the cold
But now grasping at memories
Hearing that laugh, that smile, her heart
Consistent reminder that we are so far apart
For her heart is disconnected
Mind compresses memories,
of the true personality locked inside
She’s still there, but her mind is telling “Lies”
Speaking to her hollowed shell, she speaks
But never makes a sound
This mind just needs to reconcile what her heart already found.
Holding her memories for safe keeping in my haunted soul
At least I have her here
In my mind alone
All that is able to be grasped is
My twin flame will come and find me
Her true self will unfold
For her name this heart still holds
Her memories will forever haunt me.
Until she comes back home.
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Chatty/Cups Poetry Corner
PoetryCover art by @lohkim_art Poetry by me with a chattercups vibe! Poetry, for me, has always been my out since high school. My life and self-esteem is similar to Ray Mond. I'm pretty sure this is why I love her and her new found love so much 💗 Hope y...
