Ghosts of the past

It’s dark outside,
And I should not be here,
But it clears my mind,
And it helps me get past my fear.

Your ghost haunts me
Like a merciless criminal,
It has a sadistic smile,
And tries to keep me near.

On the top of the cliff,
I feel invincible;
But the depths call me
And the ocean is here.

I think about jumping,
I doubt for a second,
In the heat of the moment,
I give into the atonement.

- Rebecca Radd

Ghosts of the past…

by RebeccaRadd


Thanks for the...

  1. 0Smile
  2. 0Inspiration
  3. 0Laugh
  4. 0Story
  5. 0Mindtrip
  6. 0Help
  7. 1Feelings

Thank the author



No one has commented on this note yet