Ghost©

Look for me in the sunny days  where we once played in our youth

The lights were brighter during the dark walk home early from school

Chilly temperatures, tossing back  my careless hair, donning a light weight jacket

With a questionable stare of an obvious dare of two strangers who approached me

as I walked alone on my daily route low key

I darted home alone and no one bothered me

Everyone was my friend I felt secure and content

I had no enemies beside me

My friends understood 

Walk with me to the sandy beach and find the seashells of truth

I look around for my family they are missing not aloof

Missing with a permanent  departure from earth

I’m still here as

My aching soul weeps with hurt

Why are people struggling again with the truth, can’t they see

Don’t you see the real me not a scripted video or deep fake technology

Me remember me? The lost soul  in a picture frame

I did all things I achieved then they passed a torch to me

I was forced to carry silently

Torches blazing hot of destruction

Incinerating my life of your insecurity in full view

Torches belonging to your dirty flooded avenue

Your carnage I finally knew

Your weight is heavy not a burden I own

My pleasantry was stolen from my peaceful home

You slid away from the prosecution with a falsetto smile, a loaded pistol you stole

The remembrance of inflicted pain seethes deeply within my bones

I didn’t surrender to you, I left gracefully alone

How was I to know you were off balanced, as you hid upon your throne

I carried the burdens of someone else’s strife, never from my own 

A chaotic noise from the peaceful silence I gathered strength alone

I climbed far up to see the beautiful reality I created without you

Publicly sabotage me online you manage to incite fear and obstacles

I moved away to be the best of me, brilliant stars bright not faded or hidden in twlight

Laughter no tears scars no longer scare

I’m not far but far enough to hear To try to stop your indignities

I wafted as a sweet fragrance of flowers engulfed by decayed rot of you

Whose life crossed over the Soullessness of anothers pew

Yet here I am in a yellow tulip field away

Watching you fall, my monster man careless heartless vile creature who takes over the goodness of all unafraid

Wait a moment let me be your teacher of life, I rethink and decide to decline

Waste not my time for your education is malignant not benign

Swim in your own sewage and rot

Your darkness fell as you lifted my veil

I’m at peace without you now so I thought

My colors are brighter softer, a shade more gentle, as your aura of death has left me

Dark winter blurs your soul obsolete empty and cold obviously

From youth to old from cradle to grave there’s no escape test me

How foul you taste from afar

Happiness is without you

You’re forever marked and scarred by your own hands

Never stealing my shine it’s locked in

Eternal is my soul with a closed heart corked

Now you are my ghost,

a messy spilled glass of port

By MissTrulyAbigail©

Published by MissTrulyAbigail©

I write, I'm college educated, but still learning daily. I love life, I love learning, and I love people Sidestepping Lunatic Cop who steals content off my account Stop Lunatic Cop🫵

2 thoughts on “Ghost©

  1. What a hauntingly beautiful and emotionally charged piece, MissTrulyAbigail©. 🌹

    Your poem moves like a journey through memory, pain, and ultimately, rebirth. The vivid imagery—from sunny days of youth to the yellow tulip field of peace—creates a stunning contrast between innocence and the hard-won strength that follows suffering. Each stanza carries raw truth, resilience, and poetic grace.

    It’s both cathartic and empowering—a testament to reclaiming one’s light after walking through darkness. Truly powerful, deeply felt, and magnificently written. ✨

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