MY GHOST
My night was blessed
When our bed was wet with sweet cry
Your promise of undying love cloud my mind and I was lost in a passion so consuming
I could hardly breathe
You took away the ability to be sensible
And replace me with a less part of me
Your happiness became my happiness
Though I was in pain
Yet you thrust so deep, that I had a cut
You were never satisfy
You wanted more
Even in my dying state, you continue to explore my feeling
Till I had no strength left in me
I envision that the feeling was mutual
Only for the bell to ring at the door of another
The ring of our love you pass to another and
Left me entangled in the web you have created
You came begging before the wedding
To have a one night with you as a goodbye kiss to seal the wasted years of my life
Then I knew the beast in you must be crazy
My spirit failed, for my broken heart was shattered in pieces
Then I gathered my broken heart and put it in one container and seal it up
I became regid to being a fool for a second time
I remoulded me and placed my happiness above others
Even my missing rib will have to go through a tough rules
and principle to gain access to my heart
Then the comments began
She is too regid they said
She is too principle
I try to fight my ghost
Inorder to adjust a bit
The more I fight the more the beast image come to mind
I looked at the sky for hope
And I was reassured that there's light at the end of every tunnel
For the son stare at me with compassion and extended his hand of friendship
And I was born to a new realm
Where peace is the welcome gift
I became a new person for the old ghost had left
And the new occupant which is the Holyghost enter into my being
I felt happiness for the first time in many years
And then I exhale
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