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Blank Walls
Blank walls surround me
Caving
in.
He's there to haunt me
Again,
Again.
His voice echoes through
My
Quiet mind
I hear his laugh and his
teasing
Eyes.
His ghost whispers words
Like the breeze
In fall
I hear those whispers
Above
Them all
His breath tickles me
In an awful
Way
As his voice taunts
"I'm here
To stay"
He won't leave, won't leave
Me
Be
I want him to go, but
He
Keeps
Taunting and teasing in a
Not nice
Way
It's so different than
The
old Days
His voice sending chills,
Up
My spine
His breath sending tickles that
Are
not Fine
The memories are flooding
My head
With grief
They way he smiled and
The way
He teased
He left so early, it wasn't
His
Time
I wish I knew, but we will never
Know
Why
Why did he choose to leave
Us
All
I want him back, I swear
To
God
I'm tired of the thought, I want
The real
Deal
I wish he was still here, so we
Could
Heal
But he's gone and never
Will
Be back
So I have to live with a
Memory,
My lack
Just stop haunting, and Making
My skin
Crawl
I want to sleep.
Just once.
That's all

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I wrote this for a freind that killed himself. For a really long time, I was haunted by the memory of him, so I wrote this to get it off my chest.