I am a ghost.
I am my own worst enemy.
I am my only friend to me.
I am my own frenemy.
Always a game of tug of war.
Which side of mine will take over me?
I’ve lost that game, I lie in the mud.
I am lost to who I am.
I walk these streets all alone,I am filthy.
Covered in dirt, leaving tracks no one sees.
Not even my putrid apperence can attract a glance.
I am truly a ghost.
Posted on October 4, 2011, in Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
That is a beautiful way to look at things. Thank you❤️
Thank you for your kind words. It's a slow process but I'll continue to put in the work to achieve s
I can relate to this in every way. I hope you are on your way to loving yourself. You have to dig de
You are not your thoughts. Negative or positive ones. You are beyond your thoughts. The more you rel
Thank you :)
This is touching, love the end ❤️
:) :) :)
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I’m one of those who gets a lot of ideas when they’re about to fall asleep. XD
At least I’m not the only one! This blog is like the only way i can get it out. haha