febuary 11, 2014
sometimes I find myself
talking to the wall;
but if someone were to catch me,
I'd say I was talking to your ghost.
Though your presence seems dead,
you are still alive to me.
I've kissed you,
and held your hand,
and comforted you,
only to realize,
you're nothing but a blank white wall.
(NJ2014) all rights reserved.
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 10:06 AM UTC
febuary 11, 2014
sometimes I find myself
talking to the wall;
but if someone were to catch me,
I'd say I was talking to your ghost.
Though your presence seems dead,
you are still alive to me.
I've kissed you,
and held your hand,
and comforted you,
only to realize,
you're nothing but a blank white wall.
(NJ2014) all rights reserved.
