Lost Soul

The darkness falls and I drift off to a night of dreams and hopes of possibilities.

Faintly I hear in my subconscious a woman crying uncontrollably, Sobbing in so much pain.

I awoke disturbed and looked over at the empty rocking chair by my bed.

Looking face to face with myself.

As I layed there watching in fear of what was going on, I sat up.

Leaning over to a foggy hollowed eye image of me, realizing she is dead inside and crying for help.

Flashing before my eyes, all the times I sat there and rocked all my hurt away.

Everything came rushing to my mind, all my mistakes and others deceits.

All my broken dreams. My losses that I could barely take.

The debilitating hurt by lovers, my fuck ups and failures.

My suicide attempt that failed yet scarred me for life.

All my pain is stuck, manifesting into a disturbed lost soul.

I am being haunted by me.

I reach to console her,

Reassuring it's ok to let it all go and forgive thyself and others.

To not hurt, stop crying and be free once more.

To trust and love again.

Telling her she is a beautiful wonderful being on the inside, who needs to move on and go forward.

Release the demons that hold on tight forever making my soul ache at night.

I was able to convince her, and she submitted to my words, my disturbed soul became silent.

Laying her down next to me, holding on to her tight.

I put my past to bed, and I hope I never see her again.