Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Invisible enemies attack from all sides.


Figures walk these paths,
like invisible shards of glass.
Those ghosts glide the ground,
but they always come back around.

I go back in time,
when your image filled my mind.
And I can almost find you there,
a mere mirage...can't say I care.

Bursting my head,
with words unsaid.
I remember every second that you couldn't be mine.
Oh, it killed me everytime.

All that I've left is an ache,
and I desperatley wish to attend my own wake.
I should've know from the start,
that your spirit would forever terrorize my heart.

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