Poems and stuff

ghost

hiding behind a mask hadn't felt so comfortable 

concealed the feelings was okay and maybe 

just maybe

I could get used to this internal ghost

somewhere in the chaos, something had died

so what fills the empty spaces

is the ghost of what used to be

and maybe I live comfortably 

amongst the black ink that you see

wheres the fire? what's desire

when you aren't with me?

I can't make you forget me

so here's the haunting parts of me

the things you used to love that are stuck

right in the past

I'm sure the parts of you I took 

are somewhere deep within me

I won't open up to give them back 

just cause they seem to complete me

I'm trying to think of what to say 

but seeing you stare elsewhere 

doesn't make it easier

back to the mask so you don't get

the unwanted attention

you already get it from something else

and I'm sure that satisfying you

if I left, you wouldn't care

but tell me, why do you take hold of me

what do you want? it can't be me

it can't be 

going ghost, just how you like it

wouldn't fight it, but I still loathe it

and maybe one simple night

would piss you off too

I don't know what to do with you

look at me with those eyes

just like you're supposed to

why don't they dilate 

just like they used to

I peeked right through those windows

just like I used to before

they had told me everything

everything and more

do you see right through me? 

do you not know me anymore?

do I love the lie you sold to me

and did you sell me more?

I'm the ghost that lingers on 

and I don't want to know

I'm whats left of dead remains

because I can't let go