The Ghosts of my past.

January 1st, 2009-I'm Real

It makes me feel bad;

the way you must feel.

Like love is a lie.

Like life isn’t real.

Reach out and touch me.

I assure you, I’m here.

I’m not an illusion.

I’m not your fear.

I wish I could help you;

But you have your mind set.

I knew I couldn’t change that;

Since the day that we met.

And yes, I am sorry.

About what happened then.

No, this isn’t goodbye.

Our paths will meet again.

So I suppose I wrote this;

Just so I could say;

That I forgive your mistakes.

And things will be okay.