Phantom

Long walks down the park
Deep stares, yet still in the dark
The awful feeling of loss
Of something that was never yours

Steep stares through the frame
Destructive thoughts, your mind they claim
Your desperate  search for connection
Eventually led to your  destruction
Can it be that is was all an illusion?
A silly game of the mind, a delusion?

With a  sudden jolt you awoke
Discovered that it was indeed a joke
Maybe this is how it was meant be
Maybe this is what you should try to heed
even when your heart sinks to the bottom
and your mind turns cold, like the autumn

Strength is what you need
Focus is what you should bleed
Put the unwanted aside
even that feeling and your pride
Especially that feeling
That dreadful feeling of loss
of something that was never yours.