Haunting Spirits

Sitting on the park bench

Staring at the bay

Crying out to spirits

That haunt me everyday

Wishing they would leave me

At peace to fall asleep
Instead they come to poke me
And grab my soul to keep

I tell them that my heart hurts
And is crumbling as it falls
But they just keep on laughing
As their fires burn the wall

I sit here with my writing
At loss in what to say
All I can do is stare
At the horizon of the bay

The tears begin to fall
As the spirits call my name
Suddenly I'm weeping
As I try to put out the flame

Here I am alone 
Or lonely as it will
As the emptiness within me
Fills my soul with nothing still

The spirits they still haunt me
As every day begins
They know what I am feeling
Yet they still hurt me within

Reviews

[Neville]

They can be awkward little things... if ya play with them or try to fight em, they will bother you more and more.... try and think of them as you would a kite in the sky.... then try and imagine that image for half a minute and just when that kite catches a gust of wind and tugs on the string in your hand... cut the string and let the kite blow away..... that is how to get rid of haunting spirits and other intrusive thoughts my friend..... A smashing little poem... let me know how ya get on..... Neville

[silentwriter180]

I thank you for that. A recent day, sitting on my favorite bench. A tough day, indeed. *sigh*

[Neville]

my pleasure... remember that kite now...

[silentwriter180]

I will, I promise xo

[Neville]

........ :)