The Ghost of Love

April 2, 2017
By makeupartist16 BRONZE, Johnson City, Tennessee
makeupartist16 BRONZE, Johnson City, Tennessee
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Who is it that calls me
In the middle of the night

What ghost calls my soul
Wrenching the sanity
From the very depths of my heart

Why can I not
Hear the ringing of my own thoughts

When can I regain
The very semblance of my being
The one piece taken by you

How do you tear at me
With invisible blades
The ones that grip and rip
The flesh around my open wounds
From the arrow jammed within me

I know that voice that calls me now
I know what ghost haunts me
It is the one that I deny
A self saboteur
Most delicate and pure

You are my very source of pain
But I am the weapon that inflicts it

A fortress of wavering walls
I know what voice calls
Tell it to stop
For these barriers break too easily
When encountering the ghost of love

I know what voice calls
It is the sound of my heart
Giving way to an arrows spark

The author's comments:

This is a piece going in depth into the struggles of connecting with people. It explores the pain of not allowing yourself to connect with others.

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on Feb. 27 at 3:38 pm
WolfWhisperer0911 PLATINUM, Crosby, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
"For I command you, be brave and steadfast! For the Lord your God will be with you whenever you go."
-Joshua 1:9

"Throw me to the wolves, and I'll return leading the pack."- Unknown

"Never moon a werewolf." -Mike Binder

@makeupartist16 Great job!


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