i drew my ghost close
to my lips
held him there
till he
shivered
kissed him softly
till i fell
to pieces
ran my fingers
down his spine
felt the skin
under my fingers
put my hands
over his heart
i made love
to my ghost
that
doesn't
haunt me
but keeps
me company
as i sit
in airplanes
far away
in the sky
with my
angels
closing
opening
parts of me
for so many years
i was chained
to things
to places
to people
to addictions
self-inflicted
destruction
i was held back
by
fear
of losing
so then
i lost
everything
was stripped
away
once piece
at a time
all of the things
i thought
would make me
happy
never
left me
satisfied
no matter
how much
money
or love
sex or drugs
fame or power
i had
none of it mattered
because in the end
i was only left
with myself
so over time
i learned
not to cling __ and i will always be fighting this one--- cause it goes again my nature
to let go
grow
some
wings
some perspective
on this
so called reality
now the ghost
that used to haunt me
the most
sleeps with me
i was afraid
of losing love
then i learned
love is never lost
it is like
a ghost
always near
no matter
how far
or where life
takes you
love remains
so now
i look
i used to have
a collection
of ghosts
of demons
that sat around
my head
and told me
i would be better
off dead
but now
all their lies
have been uncovered
so now
they're not so
real
they were
only real
to me
they were
fragments
of things
i feared
because i couldn't face
because facing them
meant
facing myself
what was in me
stayed in the past
kept me
from
doing what
was here
now
now
is all
i have
all else
is gone
nothing
is real
but now
so i sleep
with a spirit
what is a body
nothing more
than
energy
which is all
a spirit is
so i bring my ghost
to my lips
and whisper
in his ear
i will always be
here