Game of Ghosts

by Baby Rainbow   Nov 3, 2015


I'm sick of playing all these games,
a game of ghosts beyond the door,
flooding me with flashbacks that
I have no control over.

One bite from his venom,
and time becomes frozen,
I black out,
too late to stop it now.

Black secrets whispering,
as I'm beaten black and blue.

This is the last time
that these ghosts trigger me,
can't waste time on
dark shadows falling.

I am closing my eyes,
leaving this world,
shattered spirit,
I set you free tonight.

Saffie
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10/10/15

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