His Ghost
I am his ghost. I don't know him. I mean, I didn't know him when I was, well, alive. I've been with him since I died twelve years ago. I thought I would be in heaven or hell. I never imagined that after seeing Death, I would be stuck with an eight year old. Twelve years later, here I am. Still with him. I've seen everything. I've seen his heartbreaks, his tears, his smiles. I know everything about him. I know who he likes and who he dislikes. I know what his favorite things are. Why him? I've always wondered, why him? He's young, handsome, charming. Just the way I was when I died. I think he knows I'm here. Subconsciously. Sometimes I feel he's looking right at me. Right at me. If I could get chills when he does that, I would. I was annoyed with him at first. I didn't want to be on Earth anymore. Not when I couldn't see my loved ones. I wanted to be anywhere but here.
But now, he's my human. He's my handsome, charming, human.
And I am him ghost.
My Time
Oh,
Hello.
Is it my time?
Ha, that's sad. So early.
That's okay. Don't feel bad.
I've thought about this moment a lot.
When was I going to meet you? What do you actually look like?
I see now.
I know you're just doing your job.
How did you get a job like this?
Everyone expects a visit from you sooner or later.
They're so scared to see you, but it's just what you do.
Can we go now?
I'll go peacefully.
Control
What's my super power? Mind control. No, it's not only that. I can fly and what not, but my main power is mind control. Don't get me wrong, it's a great power, I love it a lot. It's what got me to the point of where I am. Where am I? Oh, right. In my basement snorting cocaine. I know what you're thinking. A super hero doing drugs? How are you going to protect the public? I do. I do protect them. I protect them from all sorts of evil, but my favorite evil that I protect them from is drugs. I just used my mind control to convince the dealer to give me all his drugs. Sometimes it's just a little baggy of weed or it could be an insane amount of bricks of cocaine. I never used to be this way. It just started with me controlling a bunch of kids smoking a joint. I used my powers to join them with out question. I just wanted to see what it's like. One thing left to another and I couldn't get enough. It started with smoking weed, then popping a few pills of oxicodonx, then to snorting cocaine and shooting up heroine. I plan to get better, I really do, but I can't. These drugs control me, just as much as I control others.
I Look To You
When the clouds block the light
And the rain dampens my mood
I look to you
When birds don't sing a song
And the leaves drip their tears
I look to you
When the ants don't scurry
And their sand mounds fail
I look to you
When the mama bear stands at bay
And her cubs hide behind her
I look to you
When life gets hard
And I feel like I can't deal
I look to your my Lord
Think
Sometimes I think I know what I'm doing. Sometimes I think I have everything under control, but then someone or something comes around and fucks it up.
I know they don't mean to, I know they don't intend for it to happen. They probably some even know they did it.
But I cannot blame my anger, my sadness, my helplessness on other people. I cannot do that to them. I have to face my problems head on, for I am the only one who has to deal with them.
If I think I know what I am doing, then I know I do.
Failure
She stands there waiting
Waiting for that moment
That moment when she can shine
That moment when she'll sing the song of my failure
She weighs me down
With the weight of failure
Waiting for that one moment where I fail
That one moment I don't reach my standards
She causes the guilt
The guilt of failure
The guilt of letting people down
The guilt of letting myself down