The ghosts surround me

They glow, almost like stars, faint, transparent, barely seen
An eerie trace among the depths, trailing me
It almost feels suffocating, like I’m on the edge of losing it all
Like the phantoms will take me away from this world,
plunging me into the darkness

They then suddenly start singing
The language and words are strangely familiar,
like a distant memory too far away for me to remember
It feels as though I’m in a trance, a dream-like state, unaware of the boundaries of space and time.

It’s almost enough to make me forget you

Almost

I have questions, so many of them
They swirl around in my brain,
a mess of loose threads and ends I can’t quite tie together
I want to speak, to say the words lodged in my throat
To scream out loud for everyone to hear

Where are you?

No one replies

Everything is quiet, except for the soft sound of music
I feel tired, my eyelids heavy
I want to sleep, to wake up and see that you’re there
I want to escape this place, to run away from all these ghosts and shadows following me
I want you here

I miss you.

The ghosts are more visible now, their pale faces emotionless
They’ve stopped singing too
All eyes are on me, the air suddenly sticky and warm

They watch
They wait
No one speaks

They don’t need to
I know it’s too late.

But somewhere in time, if I could somehow rewind things far enough,
I still believe with every bit of me that you’re still there,
waiting patiently

Smiling

Alive

I close my eyes
I hear faint singing, notes and melodies strung from the past and future, intertwining together
The cold wind the ghosts brought has left,
replaced with a new warmth

They’re bringing me back, back out there without you,
And I let them.