My Ghost

For not once, a reason you could supply

I’ll be in every leaf you burn, every crystal shard

I was the Love you were so ready to deny

Good luck not reading me in every tarot card

 

There isn’t a time, or person, nor place

You can go to escape from under my thumb

You’ve made your bed, now see my face

I’ll be the nightmare you can’t wake from

 

Every song you’ll sing, and flower you’ll see

Will spell my name with blood you’ve drawn

Your vampire reflection will bear only me

A constant reminder of the Love that’s gone

 

Drink for the memories you’ll try to drown

The faces will blur as your eyes fail to see

You can try to focus, shift your gaze down

But all you’ll catch are glimpses of me

 

You know just what you’ve done

And to that I raise a toast

To the witch whose torment has just begun

Forever and always, you’ll endure my ghost

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