Thursday, January 28, 2016

Day 171

a ghost visits me at night
and brings me back to life
pale face and blonde hair
empty eyes
and an empty soul
like the inside of a torn rose 
it reminds me of you
so gentle and unnerving
floating gracefully
through our room
in your white nightgown

only when I drift asleep
do I realize it's you all along
and it's my job to mend you

so I'll relight the candle
in your heart
I want you to feel
a burning in your soul again

it will hurt at first
to smile when you haven't
for so long
but I won't let the candle burn out this time

I promise


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