Pictures of times past haunt the halls of where we once called home,
tiny dust particles now laid on the spider webs created long ago,
the shadows lurk behind me,
and the ghost that lives within the walls grabs my hand and leads me down this hall of memories,
The further down we go,
the older and unrecognizable the pictures become,
But there was one picture regardless of how it looked I knew who was in it,
me and my baby,
This pictures was taken so long ago neither of us looked the same,
she was a heavier person at that time and I was a jock,
But our love burned through all obstacles,
All obstacles except one,
The ghost rips me away and pulls out a photo not on the wall,
Do you remember this?
Fear was my face and my heart began to race,
I tried to run away but the ghost stopped me at every turn,
Yes I remember that night,
It was the night I stopped coming to see you and clean the pictures,
It was the night that caused this great hall to turn into a tomb,
It was the night of infidelity,
I tried closing my eyes and turning away,
but I could still see the picture,
It was burned into my memory so I could never forget,
Don't deal with this like dead people do, the ghost said,
This is your pain,
This is your bleeding heart,
This is the reason you can't sleep at night,
Without this pain we would be nothing,
We?
As I opened my eyes and finally looked the ghost in the face,
Tears began crashing on the old worn carpet like the blood that once fell from the tips of my fingers,
The ghost that lived within the walls was me.
