A ghost I have become.
Your cold eyes pierce me.
I’m a dream you’ve awaken from.
I hear all that escapes your lips, every whisper and hum,
though you don’t hear a word my mouth forms.
A ghost I have become.
I fear the darkness to which I may succumb.
I’ve been relegated to the back of your mind
like a dream that you’ve awakened from.
This icy darkness fosters nothing, I’m numb
and none of my attempts at contact are successful.
A ghost I have become.
I’m invisible to you, only visible to some;
It’s a shame, I’ll always see you so perfectly.
I’m a dream you’ve awaken from.
It’s white noise and foggy breath I’ve grown accustomed
to. If I close my eyes and open them, will you be gone?
It’s a ghost I have become
or maybe you’re a dream I’ll never awaken from.
10/22/06
