HER GHOST STILL REMAINS

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Fragile footsteps echo in the night 

pacing the dust-coated halls we used to roam 

awakening the buried memories once shared between us 

a familiar sound that aches in my chest with every step 

a faint presence that fills me with respite 

her ghost still remains 

and even though I know it's in vain 

I desperately call out her name 


Has she returned to me once more? 

is it really her I hear? 

or is it all nothing but a bittersweet thought? 

a wish to bring her back to me 

to spend eternity by my side 

to go back to those distant days 

before sickness carried her away 

and in this house I was left to rot 

while my beloved slept coldly in her grave? 


As memories return to haunt me 

her footsteps fade away 

and my eyes spring open 

realizing it was all a dream 

once again in vain 

I call out her beautiful name 

but already she has departed 

if she was ever truly here 

or just a projection of my past regrets 

a reminder that I couldn't save her 

that I could never let her go 

either way it's all the same 

for I can't deny that her ghost still remains 


Once more she has left me in brooding 

reminiscing of better days 

traces of her soft touch imprinted on my skin 

my sorrows quelled in her embrace 

a single touch that once made bitterness fade 

now leaves me feeling alone and helplessly afraid 

I can only imagine what she would say 

if I told her what her love has done to me 

if she saw what I became without her 


In the solemn blanket of silence 

I find myself pondering 

where has the time we spent gone? 

was it always me who was meant to be left behind? 

back in the dreamlike past where my sadness is drawn? 

where the memories we shared torment me? 


As dawn seeps through the creaking walls 

and sunlight blemishes my haunted face 

my dreams of her disperse 

yet I swear I can still hear her roaming the halls 

waiting for me on the other side 

like an unfulfilled promise 

refusing to die 

like some kind of twisted curse 


I reach out to feel her warmth 

yet the frigid pang of nothingness is once again brought forth 

for the days I spent with her are nothing but a memory 

in a time before her smile was stolen by a cruel disease 

before I was crippled by relentless sorrow 

for which death is the only remedy 

and the fragments of her soul have left me 

gone with the morning breeze 


I gather my strength to muster a smile 

I know that this is what she would want 

it hurts to accept it 

she is gone forever 

but the pain is still here 

yet I must keep on living 

for her sake as well as mine 

and I know she watches me silently from afar 

for as long as this wounded heart of mine continues to endeavor 

her ghost will not fade 

so I promised her I wouldn't keep living in vain 

and to this day it is true 

her ghost still remains 

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