Wednesday, 6 May 2020

Echoes



Spirits haunt me
in my fear they delight
I see them at night
they walk my room
illuminated by full moon
I can hear them sighing
moaning, a hideous groan as I shy
Under the covers of midnight's lonely sky

Ghosts screech around my face
my heart starts to pace
this cold chill stings
goosebumps, pinpricks on skin
icy cold fingers reaching
tearing at heart strings
the memories they bring

They glow in the dark,
against a backdrop of lost stars and distant hearts
I envision the bloom of delicate streams
but all I get is ghosts of those that depart
forever to haunt my vision
walking through the gloom
of my nightmare screams

Ghosts lurk these halls
they prowl these streets
devils chasing ready to pounce
always out to leap
knock me off my feet
wrapped in golden chains
the dream stealing girl flows
through my head like a hurricane
as I weep openly into my hands
a cold chill blows
running seems like the only way to make my stand
fleeing time’s trickling sands

Visions taunt me
haunting voices talk free
they speak in tongues
but I know the words are unfriendly
floating through my room - they never leave
they hover just above me, as I try to sleep
the girl with golden hair
her chains tied to my mind
blurred outline echoes
of memories left behind


Thanks For Reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
 

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