GHOST OF ME

GHOST OF ME

Another year has past,

Here I am holding on to the last,

Of you, I hope that you’re watching over me,

Wherever it is that you may be,

This bed is still empty on your side,

Tonight these emotions I cannot hide,

I cannot sleep,

Once more only weep,

Staring into the darkness of this frigid room,

It rips me apart to know you’ll never again see your garden bloom,

When the spring comes ‘round again,

Still so much of you remains,

The shroud of night covers all the memories,

Except for those in my head that continually haunt me,

The end of days came too soon for you,

I’ve tried a million times to start life a new,

But damned I’ll be by the waves of time,

Pulling me out then pushing me in do they find,

It’s so hard to see that you’re gone,

And I can’t seem to move on,

So tonight wherever you may be,

When you look down all you’ll see is a ghost of me.

-brad