You have always been a ghost
The one I miss the most
I often think I can visualize you
But that is too unreal to be true
The emptiness that follows, your ghost
Haunts only me though, the most
I wander around always looking and hoping to see
Parts of you that still live on in me
It must be hard to be trapped into the ghost that I created
Because you never saw me grow up or knew me because you were belated
You stay trapped somewhere between my mind and in my heart
I stay a prisoner because of my start
To wander around and never be free
That is the ghost that definitely haunts me.
You cannot rest, and I cannot hide
From all these emotions buried inside
One day, maybe you will be released
If I can finally sort through all this and find me some peace.
Mws R Writings 