(August 1969 / USA)

The Ghost

The things you hide
Behind the beautiful mask of your lies
Keep me trapped here; forgotten
Behind a thousand locked doors of our yesterday
And only you, my dearest heart
Hold the key.

The promise I made to you;
Haunts me.
But sorrowfully, I did it for you.
Trying to sheild the tears
Trying to numb the feelings
Behind the locked door
Of my severed memories.

So far apart we are
And I've become a ghost to you,
Haunting you day and night....
Begging for release.
For you left yourself behind
That long ago sorrowed day,
When you walked away
Leaving me in shadows.

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10 is not good enough for that one, excellent poem
'For you left youself behind... leaving me in shadows.' Absolutely great ending, Lesa! Really well done! ! Brian