Thesunseeker

Melancholy

A phantom with determination

He takes what he wants

He desires me and what I enjoy

Things that brings happiness he haunts

Late at night when I’m all alone

Is when he loves to strike

Whispering bitter sweet memories

Giving me sinking feelings I have to fight

Appearing out of no where

There is no reason

Playing with me like a toy

He’s a hunter and I’m game that’s always in season