The ghosts have haunted me
Let me explain
Ghosts of my lovers
Ghosts of my family
Ghosts of my friends
They haunt me
They don't know
That I wish to join them
But I cannot
For I am stuck
In the land of the living
Doomed to suffer
To hear the cries
To hear the screams
The begging voices
The ones that cry please.
If I could cross that river
Go into the light
Put the souls around me to rest
Forevermore
I would
But my sins
Too powerful for me to bear alone
Got put onto them
The ones I loved the most
The lovers
The family
The friends
All years dead.
My life
My soul
My heart
Is tied
Tied to the ones I cannot get rid of
Tied
Tied to the absolute
Tied to the death that I seek
For my ghosts
For the death of the future
And the Ghosts of Future's Past
Christopher King is a 15 yr old sophomore that has been writing for years, and likes to make people happy đ
Comments