Thursday, December 22, 2011

Ghost of yesterday



Disturbed.
Feels like I’ve been used
Deranged.
Alone, lost and confused

Feared.
Paranoid as it can be
Obsessed.
Once heard her sorry

Haunted.
By the ghost of yesterday
Slaved.
By every word she says

The word that has been abused
Is the word I always long to hear,
Numbed with the excuses
Blinded by the unknown fear.

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