Phantom

by Love   Nov 21, 2021


My heart has become a castle
My tears -
An impenetrable moat.

No way in -
No way out.

And it isn't the ghost of your memory,
That still lingers inside these haunted walls,
That gets me the most....

Its the echoing replica of your voice -
The wailing screams,
That I just can't seem to air out.

All that I'm left with now,
Are pinched wrinkles -
Lingering upon this broken heart.

You are a phantom...
One of that which,
Used to be.

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  • 3 years ago

    by Sunshine

    Very sad and enchanting. There is some tingy feeling of longing and helplessness in those lines that touch deep down. Well done.

    Also, I think Its should be It's in the following line

    "Its the echoing replica of your voice "

  • 3 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    First line, "as" should be "has" I believe? I liked how you mention that it isn't just the ghost of your memory, or a shadow of what used to be. Everything you witnessed and heard and saw is present, won't leave you and is harder to even let go. Powerful emotions here.

    • 3 years ago

      by Love

      Thank you for catching that! And thank you for your input. (Hugs)

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