Moving OnYou talk about spirits.Moving On4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ethereal beings just out of reach.
Comparing me to some distant ghost
who wanders the halls of your memory.
Don't you remember that only sad specters linger?
Tormented souls that can't bring themselves
To take their foot from the crack in the door.
I, too, find my hem caught in the lock.
I, too, cry out and scare myself at night.
And I'm afraid you'll exorcise
all remnants of my being.
Cut off all ties and send me
hurtling into the unknown.
Denying me the solace
as I move from one life to the next.