Yearning

PHANTOM

I am long free of the shackles that bind me to you.

You are a thousand miles away from me now,

Yet I still feel you around me.

Your comforting figure morphs into a phantom:

A shadow that looms over me,

A dark figure at the corner of my eye,

The paralysis that grips me in my sleep

You are the chains wrapped around my heart.

I try to run from you,

But, like a mist –

you are all around me,

Everywhere I turn, I see you:

The remnants of our past

And the memories that haunt me.

Now I am afraid, of holding something

So dear as you.