Realizing what is now realitiy
Forgetting the memories
Femembering what was said
Standing outside at night
With no light
Numb and cold
I set on fire all thats left
Watching it burn
Turning into dust
I hear no nose except the whispers of the wind
Its whispers are so soft
I watch as the haunting memories finally leave
The ghost of my past turning into dust
I watch as it dances in the wind
I chant the words, just to be sure
That this ghost haunts me no longer
