A Ghost Alone

I dread to ebb to times so twisted
When only half a heart existed
And I was just a ghost alone
Who'd haunt the world and be unknown

You could save me from the hurt
And pacify my fears
Help scrape away the rust and dirt
From off these weathered gears

Deliver me from times so jaded
Before the light of my soul's faded
And I'm consumed in dark once more
Without the seed of love to spore

I can help your spirit fly
If you'd do that for me
The echo's of our wails will die
As hope will be set free

'A Ghost Alone' Copyright © 2011 Matthew Densley
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by Matthew Densley

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Comments (2)

Grief for the dead in silence like to death Most like a monumental statue set" . Superb.
Thanks for the lovely poem.