Ghosts of Me by Melissa R. Mendelson
Ghosts of Me
Glimpses
of a ghost
tells
me that she is there still,
and
time has not made her fade away.
The
black holes of my life
have
not kept her,
and
the golden skies
of
my dreams
has
not found her.
She
is there beside me,
and
I am her in a blink.
Inside
me,
she
sleeps
along
the scars of my mistakes
and
of my nightmares,
and
she looks out
into
a world
that
still doesn't see me.
They
will is what my heart whispers,
and
I can feel time drawing close.
The
future is coming near.
I
was hoping to leave
this
person that I once was behind,
but
she is there holding my hand,
a
faded picture of me.
We
are ready to take on the world
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