A Different Kind of Ghost

I've always believed in the supernatural -

ghosts, auras, astral-projection, telepathy.

I was the maiden and you were the bachelor.

No exorcism or prayer could ever set me free;

Us girls, our souls are simple to enslave;

What we long for most is love's glow.

For you see, within us lies a cave

where you'll keep all those demons astow.

Your face forever engraved in my mind,

my "no"s sealed on history's plate,

the last place my thoughts resigned,

there was nothing left to do but wait.

At first, I was convinced that I was at fault,

but time has granted me glints of wisdom;

You are not to be blamed for your assault,

And you are more than just a victim.

I shed you like a skin unwanted.

Your hands will forever burn on my skin -

by you, I am forever haunted,

but the darkness shall never win.