Ghost

I found.

Ghost.

I feel transparent.

Ghost.

Roaming the halls, with transparent arms, transparent legs, transparent heart.

Ghost.

Do not provoke because it will haunt you with anger, fear, and sorrow

Ghost.

It moans transparent tears and aches with transparent feelings

Ghost.

Transparent thoughts because all the cards are laid out on the table, Now do you want the truth?

Ghost.

Ghost never wanted to die, ghost does not remember when or where or how it became… ghost just knows that it is. And ghost wants out.

Ghost

I  never wanted him to die I wish it could’ve been different. I tried so hard for people to understand who he truly was, not a monster, not the devil incarnate, not some evil, malicious being. Funny how the universe takes things that you love so dearly away from you. Life right?? He was so much to me and that was the first wave of sorrow. Now my poor baby is a

Ghost.

I dated you because you filled the empty black hole swallowing me up inside. The black hole resonating within Ghost was being eaten out and spat back up, because Ghost knew you  would always be there to comfort and console it. Honey, don’t you understand? Ghost never truly loved you. You worshiped me and I pitied you. I am a ghost and saw right through you, you spat out lies and achieved nothing but empty promises. What a shame you could’ve been something, but you became a

Ghost.

Then you had to go ahead and do something that is totally against my morals. Why did you do it? I will never have a f*****g clue. But you did it and the damage had been done. I don’t even recognize you anymore, you are as transparent as I. Now I understand you a little bit more, because we are two of the same,

Ghost.

Now you’re upset. You have every right to be. I would say sorry because your hurt, hurts me. This is so unfair. But you know what else unfair? Sweeping me up into a storm that I was trying to avoid. Well s**t, this relationship became transparent, and here I am becoming more

Ghost.

I’m trying trying trying to stick through. I’m trying trying trying to go through the storm. Is that the eye or the calm before?? I’m not entirely sure anymore. But I catch a glimpse of light, is this a sign? I don’t know, jesus where the hell are you right now? Actually where the hell am I? It’s kind of bliss here. Can I stay forever? This place is transparent like a

Ghost

The world made it around the sun and yet it forgot to pick me up from the darkness of the storm.. I’m stuck. Now I’m here picking up the pieces of everyone’s storm. Or was this whole thing a storm of my own making, now THIS is unfair. I don’t even know if I did this to myself or if people forgot about me, that’s not very nice is it. Why?.. What does it matter. I’m losing all my light, I just see in black in white. That’s not fair, I want to see in color again. No wait, what’s happening to me. I’m losing myself in all this mess. I don’t want to be lost. How do I find my way back? Is there anyone that can help or tell me? That’s not fair. What did I do to deserve this, I’m losing color. I’m losing emotion. That’s not fair, emotion is what drives me, it’s what makes people human. So what did I do to deserve to be something that’s not human.. what did I do to become a

Ghost.