I can't see the finish line of my growing sickness,
For you cannot leave like the rest never did.
Born into the solidarity of such an honest soul,
I left, as soon as they arrived.
As we did in our sleep, while no one watches.
A ghost within a haunted house,
Never remembered, Never forgotten.
Love is no cure, only a patch.
I imagined you leaving but how could I?
When you never arrived.
Oct 12, 2018
Oct 12, 2018 at 12:12 PM UTC
I can't see the finish line of my growing sickness,
For you cannot leave like the rest never did.
Born into the solidarity of such an honest soul,
I left, as soon as they arrived.
As we did in our sleep, while no one watches.
A ghost within a haunted house,
Never remembered, Never forgotten.
Love is no cure, only a patch.
I imagined you leaving but how could I?
When you never arrived.