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Ghost Writer 3 May 2016
I read his poem
I secretly wish
think
it is you speaking
making sounds
from the paper
into my heart
mutating my mind
carving my thoughts
I see star eyes
looking into mine
I think of you

my body lead
knees weak

you part your lips

but it's just a dream.
Ghost Writer 3 May 2016
Our gaze looks towards the wall
memories and moments
shatter it all

you
not
him

I wonder why these thoughts run
like water filling my mind
it escapes first

through
my
eyes

My mouth pours open
what does it mean
if I tell you what I think

I want to
see you
Sunday

I fell for you when
you weren't even looking
distant eyes

over
here
meet mine

alone, we could be
I wonder all the time
if you fit me

I wanna see you
Sunday
e.s.
Ghost Writer 3 Apr 2016
I was broken
So you let me be broken
I was lost
So you came to find me
then walked beside me
I was in love
So you let me love
I was greedy
And you gave me things
I was opened
You listened
I was silent
You listened
I was me
You let me be me.
-e.s.
To my soul mate
Ghost Writer 3 Apr 2016
Calm, before the storm.
We ripple at the surface,
Florescent blue weeps.

-e.s.
Ghost Writer 3 Apr 2016
Woken from adolescence
the shifting bruised us
feelings built into the corruptions
from the past abuse

I feel a hole
all the days feel the same
sometimes we wonder
is this the edge
then we see,
we have already gone under

black, it all feels black
this hole
the wall
their words
let's take a picture
lets hope it disappears

to rest alone
we see it clearer than glass
the greatest event to come
is the event we have last

but we don't want to fantasize
about holding on
for what they do to us
has no measure
and the only thing that follows
is letting go

we soon learn
that everything we want
is a dream
and waking up
is the same as falling
when you fall asleep
into the ashes
we all fall down

e.s.
Ghost Writer 3 Apr 2016
Trickled into my latest writing
venomous, your face
it is uninvited
black silhouette against wall
my hands dry, small
this room has been cleaned
I shift my feet
darting my eyes every other way
lips soft, you fidget your hands
my laughter echoes, mask me, mask me
nerves buzz, with you beside me
refuse to invite, disappear
please disappear
temptation drawing you near
dreams haunted, I cannot sleep
you must stay away,
at least 10ft.
-e.s.

— The End —