The Ghosts of my past.

March 29th, 2010-Can't Ask You To Stay

Blank pages in front of my eyes;

Pick up a pencil, but my words disguise.

Can’t say what I feel; Don’t mean what I say.

Can’t believe in the lies; I can’t ask you to stay.

Can’t hold you from heaven, any longer from this.

A last letter to you; and it’s sealed with a kiss.

Let my love be enclosed, let these words be my last.

My heart held in paper, a decision held fast.