Friday, April 22, 2016

Ghost In This House

I'm talking to you and the words just slip right by.
Watching you, looking at me with blank eyes...
There's nothing left here, to look at or analyze...
I'm the ghost next to you, and you can't see....

I measure up less, always, next to all the others.
Dejection show your face, where art thou oh brother?
Rejection take your place, on that stage, oh Mother....
Father....Sister.... Yes. All have left, save me.

Wishing to feel a heart, care like I care......
Like it would matter, if one day I wasn't there...
This lonely, empty void, that leads me to nowhere...
Walking through walls, haunting halls....
A nobody.
 
To be held, to be sheltered, long lost dreams of mine...
I keep them held back, far beyond this fault line....
So hard on days like these, I'd give anything for your time....
But, I'm just the ghost next to you and you can't see.