i saw her when I walked back.
when I couldn't have seen anything past the fog.
she took my hand and asked me to follow.
but i reluctantly took a different path.
not sure i knew where i was headed.
when i turned back she was gone.
her face faded to the back of my head.
I walked till my feet blistered.
till my legs burned and ached.
till they gave out and fell.
but she was there; to take my hand again.
and I recognized her.
she is that girl.
the one who haunts my sleep.
the one who brought me to my knees.
the girl who made me promise.
but it was all just a dream.
Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 12:03 AM UTC
i saw her when I walked back.
when I couldn't have seen anything past the fog.
she took my hand and asked me to follow.
but i reluctantly took a different path.
not sure i knew where i was headed.
when i turned back she was gone.
her face faded to the back of my head.
I walked till my feet blistered.
till my legs burned and ached.
till they gave out and fell.
but she was there; to take my hand again.
and I recognized her.
she is that girl.
the one who haunts my sleep.
the one who brought me to my knees.
the girl who made me promise.
but it was all just a dream.