Ghosts

Out in the distance they appear
Eyes close and the get near
Wishful thinking would leave them in the past
It really is just wishful thinking
She’s my focal point
Hoped to hear she moved far from here
Hope I went unnoticed
But then again I went as such for the last couple of years
Am I bitter?
Well of course
She represents the obstacles I pushed past
The emptiness from yesteryear
The memories that lead me to where I am today
Nothing but a hallucination
A distant memory that decided to reel it’s way around the corner
I’m choosing to enjoy these ghosts from the past
Therapeutic feel now that I’m ahead
I was left as the last
Soon I’ll be the lead of the pack of the misfortunate
This strive for greatness is now the strive for joy
I am freed
Yet, I still am confronted by the ghosts
Ghosts that bring forth the memories of anger and depression
Ghosts that bring for the the reason I’ve worked hard
I won’t be one to shy away from these memories and thoughts
But never will I stay to speak with the ghosts of yesteryear.

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