October Ghosts
The sighs of the past linger in October’s winds.
Ghosts of weakness still haunt my head.
Reading your words of reassurance, spawned from afar.
Till this day I know then you loved me.
In your words I can hear you breaking with out me.
Because of my foolishness I wasn’t there to hold you together.
Fallen, Broken, Shattered to this day
I can still find you every where I turn.
Autumns time to dream of a land of fictional reality.
with clouds of gray soring over my head.
the leaves of the trees fall like the tears from your cheek.
Reminding me of the pain I went through for you.
Everything that i do seems to steam from you.
My desire to live is to find you once again.
Until that day I’ll shut my eyes and try to imagine.
I’ll try to remember what I can about your face.
I wish I could feel your hand upon my face once again.
Hear your voice telling me that every thing will be fine.
All alone with no ones hand to hold.
Facing this cold world on my own.
For a while I knew I had a chance.
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