Haunted

I wade continuous in my own thoughts

as the sun sleeps on the other side of tomorrow

in hours where my body may be tired

but I am alive in waking dreams

From outside my lucidity in the fog and shadow

that is where your ghost and memories

come to haunt me

Would anyone believe that here secluded

I breathe in your smell and see the striking blue within your eyes

With my senses numb to all that envelopes me

I feel your soft fingers grasping onto mine

Why when the bright morning breaks the silence

do you fade away

Taking all I was and leaving me

dead in waking dreams

I'd be me

The things we could take back,

Had we known how it would end.

Crushed with the silence of September,

As autumn chilled the spine.

Grasping for reason and searching for truth

Running away, and hiding from you

Plans up in smoke

As the mountains turned to fire

Unable to breathe and

Lost because I couldn’t see

So quick to feel and so slow to think

Heartbreak abounding with sanity unraveling

Anger a summer night, and love the fall

It was easy, and so was I

Who were we then

In the long nights of whenever

Foolish children for thinking forever

Dropped tears on gravel and the miles between

Just running away from feeling

Trying to find what was once me

Now we can’t share what’s hidden

There are lies of fine and free

The things we could take back

Had we known how it would end

I wouldn’t let you pierce so deep

And never let you see

I’d be less of us, and more of me.