The Ghost You Left To Kill Me
The Ghost You Left to Kill me
By: Aidan Gilbert
I have grown accustomed to being alone with my thoughts, as I let my heart start a genocide to destroy the joy that came with you
Your invisible shadow in the snow haunts what’s left of the abused picture I left of you
The sound of my boots and tears running through the snow keeps away the ghost you left to kill me
Unintentionally your love still gets me after five years
The day your spirit softly whispers its leaving is the day death drags me away from you
When the deer kissed your ear I never had fear of how you would leave the now; the now of you and me
My sorrow is a twisted game you taught me to play by lying to me saying you would never leave
The trees that watch me turn to death than be suffocated by my sorrow because you left
Did you ever listen to my voice or ponder about the massacre that was to come
These cold winter nights add to my heart’s fight to kill me
Now left alone with these dead trees as my sad shadow follows me holding the hand of the ghost you left to kill me
Lying here alone prone to my endless groan of our gone beautiful love
Don’t imagine God staring at me, too broken stubborn for him to set me free
I’m the population of one in my land of sorrow
Death is closer than summer, depression is my forever session teaching me to never loose the memories of us, how to drown in lost lust
For now I don’t want it crystal clear, but to hold the jumbled mess near, to sleep with fear and be troubled by my upcoming death
Blinded by love, staring at a passing dove, the only thing I can see is the ghost you left to kill me
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