Two Ghosts

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Inspired by “Doomsday”, composed by Murray Gold

 

The stagnant clock still ticking through

The broken door still creaking to

The room where all my sorrow’s swept

Now time has stopped since you have left

Bare and empty, still so static

Silence breaths a strong erratic

Moan as the mocking window pane

Cracks an image of hearts in twain

Glass, some shattered on the ground

But as I tread no pain is found

Nor blood is drawn, I am two ghosts

Trapped inside a lonesome host

Like a dream, I’m just a passenger

Unknowing of my destination

But who drives on roads paved in fire

Ash entreating suffocation?

I taste that ash in every breath

Like the mention of your name spelt “death”

So I stop breathing, all colour fading

            A fleshless spectre’s hand invading

At my throat to let me join you. Pleas

             Death ignores with callus freeze

And forces me to breathe once more

            ‘til I’m destined to be at his door

His thorny hand leads me away

            From your mournful negligée

Wrapping and entrapping both

            You and I, in frantic loath

Of the word “goodbye” and up the stairwell

            Lies resolution, so

With love,

                                                Farewell

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