A night blanketed by mist
Not like other nights that have past
Tonight is colder and quieter.
A hooded figure roams the empty streets
Door to door collecting what others have thrown away
Heartaches and heart breaks
Even happiness that others neglected
Memories they prefer not to look back to.
The unwanted feelings
Things that have been erased
The hooded figure takes them all
Bury them not in cemeteries
But someplace else.
I wish they could see my tears,
I wish they could come face to face with my fears.
I wish they knew how it truly hurts,
So mean words they wouldn’t blurt.
I wish they’d know I’m dying inside,
And see past the smile shown outside.
I wish they’d know how much I hate myself….
….so they will stop
I wish they’d just stop!
My hands are numb from the cold
No heat can ever warm it again
I am slipping to no return
Hoping to find peace that’s everlasting
I can’t feel my hands anymore
I’m going, somewhere
Hold me now for I feel pain
Hold me closer I feel cold in the rain
I feel I’m slipping, moving towards the end
I will be leaving……
I let go of the sunshine
And let the rain fall
I am engulfed in flames
But I feel no pain
It ceases to exist now
I roam wherever
And leave no trace behind
No one would know I passed by
No one would find out I was here
But in silence my presence is felt
They will not know but they will miss me
They will not forget to remember
What I was and what I am
Whatever happened to the person full of laughs?
The one full of warmth?
The one I shared things and secrets
Where is he now?
Why did you go?
Why take off somewhere we can’t reach you?
I could have told you to stay
That it was a bad decision
I wish you took a chance
Instead of leaving us forever
*in memory of the guy who jumped off the building i work at. I didn’t know him but feel sorry he did what he did
Anytime soon he will take me
Into the dark tunnel we will go
No one knows yet
But I slip further
Eternal takes me
I hope the one’s left behind
Will be ready
I fell into the void
Darkness is all I see
No other soul could be found
I walked or floated
I could never tell
For there were no roads
My voice echoed on to forever
As the voices of my past
Of my life
Until I was here and there
And in between
A jagged stone
A burning flame
A tulip slowly wilting
Dark clouds danced through
while the rain sang the most chilling song
The wind blew slowly, silently, sadly
for death came where it should not have
The immortal met its end
…and for once
the great finally rested
The ghosts came running….running away
Half a mile they crossed only to be led to their doom
Wandering spirits were they
lost in oblivion
Nothing more but a memory
and only to be forgotten
What many do not know, is that ghosts are afraid
Afraid to be lost, to be forgotten, to be shunned,
to be thrown to the fiery depths
Ghosts! Many are they
Many were they
Now they are but a haze
and nothing more