Awake and hauntedA Poem by Richie AxelssonAfterlife
I hear banging at night from outside my room
And in the gloom I'm sure meet my doom I'm scared of the darkness surrounding me I'm scared of things that I might see The one outside won't be ignored It never stops it won't get bored Why are you even haunting me Tell me why and let me be When sunrise come you disappear And with it all my pain and fear Even though it scares me blind I'm curious of what I might find Where did you live, how did you die? Had you ever the chance to say goodbye? What will complete you, what can I do? Stop banging now and I'll come to you If I don't help, if I ignore One day it might be me standing banging on that door © 2016 Richie Axelsson |
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