I want your whispers to echo and bounce off the curves of the goosebumps you give me when you tell me you’d be lost without me. I want the ghosts of your fingertips to trace my body awake each morning, and put me to sleep each night. I want the memories of you to tiptoe around my brain, carefully.. trying not to trigger me, but every once in awhile I want you to let them creak the floorboards causing a few dishes to fall out of my memory cabinet and crash to the floor of my heart. I want you always, I want you to haunt me.

I live with a Ghost inside of me.
His cold fingers scratching at the back of my heart constantly.
I live with a Ghost haunting my side.
He is the reason for the subtle breaks in my stride.
And I keep telling myself if I can just leave it all behind,
If I can leave and give myself time...
But not even time can break
what will never completely leave my mind.

You haunt me,
You haunt me in my dreams,
With nothing beautiful or of what we could be.
You haunt me with the things I was too blind to see.
You haunt me in every way,
You haunt me even though i know there's nothing left to say.
With every day that may pass I tell myself
That nothing ever lasts.
You left a bitter sweet taste in my heart and soul,
I keep telling myself, not to feel guilty,
Not to be cold.
But you haunt me, you haunt me
And I can't gain control.
Loosing my grip
I'm not scared anymore, that we have deminished,
I Just want your haunting days to finish.

I caught a glimpse of coal black hair
And my footsteps faltered a moment,
Though before I could stumble both
Over my feet onto the sidewalk
And down the rabbit hole of memories,
I remembered it couldn't be you
But was just some dark tressed visage
Who cares naught for my haunted soul.

He sat under a hazy mooned sky.
Mental snapshots
Of the sad layered stories of life
Crept into his haunted dreams.
The inner torture waking him,
His nerves pricking to life.  
A sickening wave of dispair
hit him like a freight train.
Fear had found him.
The shadowy figure of his past,
Swiftly approaching,
Only to send him into sinking depression.
There was no light.
Within the darkness
He became aquainted with his demons.
A war against himself broke loose.
He fought until the bitter end.
Then the sky exploded,
And he was finally at peace.

Shadows scream
abandonment,
menace,
neglect,
deceit…

I miss their mouths,
hitting walls instead.

I tapped into a magic realm
I didn't even know was there--
found a phantom ghost
with firelight and embers
glowing in its hair--

                                was this a spirit
                                coming for me
                                                              ­someone who might
                                                           ­   somehow set me free
and bring me along
to another life
away from this hell I'm in?

                                                            ­ OR what if this is a monster
                                                              (n­ow that I see its evil grin)
                                                   and it wants to torture me even more?

What if I can't escape this spirit
through an open door...
and I become trapped for all of time?
oh dear, dreams are haunting me again
in this crazy realm of mine!

How am I supposed to find peace, when I'm haunting myself?

Think about it...
Will you be haunted
By your **choices?

Just kiss my haunted lips
And now you're haunted too
With my haunted thoughts
Darkness engulfs my mind
But you're the only light coming through
But now it haunts you too
How does it feel to share my ghost of the past
To know wherever you go it's there to
You can never let it go because it haunts your mind
When you think its gone
It haunts you even more
If you let it consume you
It will become you
And we cant conquer it because we don't even know what it is
All I know is it haunts me and now it haunts you to