the lady that comes when i leave

what is her name?

the lady that laughs at nothing and makes no sense when she speaks

who is she again?

the lady that looks lost and sad,
weeps all day and night,

no one can hear her
her appearance is ghostly

sometimes we meet
in the middle of the night

she tells me about the calls death gives her,
the pain she is in not just awoke but sleep,

she shows me what she dreams about,
in her favorite she's all alone naked and free,
only love to surround her
no demons, just creation

she told me i kept her here, so i apologized
so she apologized to me for all the times she tried to leave not yet asked if i'm ready to go