The Depressed 1

The Ghost Of Me

Last night I took a walk subconsciously

 

Glanced in a mirror and saw the ghost of me

 

I decided that I should start to scream

 

I was caught between reality and a dream

 

My ears went deaf and my eyes went blind

 

When I looked through the prisms of my mind

 

My sanity left me as my pain did abound

 

As I tried to walk upon the shaky ground

 

I could see right through myself to my soul

 

I saw and felt how life had taken its toll

 

All my dreams and hopes had faded away

 

Slowly taken by the passing of each day

 

Until they were pieces of a forgotten memory

 

Translucent ramblings of the ghost of me