A Ghost in My Sanctuary

In a room where only I and my memories reside, 

The candle bruns out, like my soul pushed aside. 

Behind your picture, my secrets hide

My love, In the sea, I surf through the rising tide

A tea filled with guilt, regret, and a bit of love

The flickering ghostlight candles remember, the window casts a ghost above

Quietly, I listen to the silence that holds whats untold, 

This room is the only place where I dont feel lost, but whole.