A Ghostly Stab in the Dark

I like to look at the world from a distance

The world of humans that is to say

Is this the life of a ghost, is this what it looks like

To hide behind the shades of existence

To throw one eye after another

There is no way for a ghost to love

Only to lust after strangers, after estranged souls, and may doom their existence to sorrow

Unaware of its source, they wonder aimlessly

Hovering from corner to corner

I sought no salvation

I only befriend the weary

And hear their supplication

I answer no prayer and bring no comfort

The horizon is before me

Glimpsing at the fallen star

I whispered into her ear, wait for me no more

For i am the unknown visitor, let it sink into you

The forgotten memory, that is the grieving of my departure

Let the curtains fall

Remind yourself

That in death

You might join me




Author: Venusian Cenobite

Do not read me if you get easily offended. Any antisocial material published under this blog is fictional and should not be taken seriously.

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