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 May 2014 Lostbutyoucanfollow
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if somehow, i forgot who i was;
do not remind me.
if i cannot swallow down my food;
do not tell me that it is because of the weeks i have starved myself.
if i feel this sudden guilt but do not remember why;
do not tell me why, say that it'll pass soon.
if i cannot fall asleep;
do not tell me i have insomnia, kiss my forehead and lay next to me to soothe my soul,
because i do not want to remember who my past self was.
i wanted to forget.
and i did
so do not tell me who i was, let me re-live.
5/25/14
2:38 AM
They said it couldn't last between two so similar.
The way we both dream in space before crashing back on earth.
We both like the same things- music, books, we even both want a dragon.
We both hide our secrets behind a personality wall.

They said it couldn't last between two so different.
How I love sports- to be free, running, in the air.
How you can show emotion with shapes on a page.
Your attitude shields you- my knowledge protects me.

They said it couldn't last between the two of us.
In this 'accepting' society we would get hell.
Where a mistranslated book led to years of suffering.
Neither would want to see the other destroyed.

They said it couldn't last between two so fragile.
When I told you I loved you, and you said you loved me too.
As we sat there you cried, and I shook with fear.
But that day will pass and we can move on I hope.

They said it couldn't last between the two of us.
But how can it when it never began?
I am not a ghost
ive burned these bones, and sent my soul back home
i am not a ghost
im learning patience, grace, and self control
i am not a ghost
looking for a hand to hold
ive planted a seed in roots too deep
in echoes of hallways across the sea
inner beauty and tales of conquering
im redefining myself in storied words
of triumph and self-defeat
i am not a ghost
for you can breathe me in
i am not a ghost
exhale me softly ill take on your sins
i am not a ghost
chaotic equations of love and hate
burying a past, cleaning a slate
restoring innocence of of the purest state
i am not a ghost of past or present
i am a man of neither tomorrow nor today
leaving softly, i close my eyes
i am not a ghost

— The End —