The Ghosts of my past.

January 5th, 2010-Falling

And I wonder if you know.

I know you were mistaken.

The tears are plentiful; my chest hurts.

This is like suffocation.

I can’t let this evil,

Consume you anymore.

Leave your personal hell behind;

As I fall flat on the floor.

My hand reaches for you,

But touches silence instead.

These words of a devil, of despair.

Make me want to wish I was dead.

You’re going to lose.

If you don’t get out.

I know deep down that it’s best;

But in my head, there’s still doubt.