Ghosts exist
I've seen my grandmother's ghost
Who she used to be

Before dementia snapped the reigns
And ***** took off with the carriage
I've seen ghosts

A whole room
Wavering
Its only a projection

A happy family
Happier times
A mother

Who hadn't given her oldest the mantle
Who'd bake pies with me in the rise of dawn
Just before work

I've seen ghosts
But I can't remember
What I used to look like

Photos have been burned
There was no stamped vinyl
Of the voice I used to have

I've seen ghosts
Smaller frames ******* in a bag
Oh how small my face used to be

The ghosts are gone now
Sometimes
Rare times

They come out
I'd like to imagine when they do
They've come to say hi

Sorry for the way things have ended up
Sorry for the ever constant smell of decay
Sorry we weren't around long enough

I've seen Ghosts
But they're gone now

I'm the only one left
A skeleton
Looking back at specters