Ghost Child

Slipping into madness
Into Memories
that never existed
Wisps’ of effusing beauty
Keep my heart pumped with blood
Puncturing colors dance
like crystals through my heart
They come and go so quickly,
I cannot stop them to curtsy
and ask them their names.
I stand with the shudders
of my soul open wide
freezing and yearning
For my impressions
of sweeping dreams
to solidify my being
My little ghost will meet me
at the railroad tracks
The pain the keeps me up at night
will be removed
Dearest ghost;
thou art fairer than life herself
Severed and plain,
I will leave this earth with her
I have known every joy
through her glowing eyes
But as I hold her hand,
I cease to feel her warmth
The Creature has come
to take revenge upon her precious soul
He wants to make sure her secrets of life
will never be revealed
He wants the nights he creeped into her bedroom
To be buried with her body;
Among his pornography and bloody bones
He had to be the only one to make her bleed
Or else she might grow up
to be strong and powerful
My little ghost has been long buried;
she will not return
Raindrops ravage my soul
as I retreat to the Forest
of Lost Dreams