
I am haunted
Haunted by who I was
Haunted by who I want to become
Haunted by those I knew and those who knew me
My flesh is a burial ground
I carry with me the weight of relationships past and present
Like a coating of a spiders webbing
They cling to me
Water logged
Dripping
Shells of corpses drenched in perspiration and resentment
My body is a haunted home I must drag
Visiting those I have bid farewell yet linger still
Linger and linger and cling and clamp
Jaws clenched around my limbs
They will not leave
I mourn and grieve
Still they will not go
They will not leave me alone
I wish them to let me reside peacefully
I have laid to rest
The skeletons of my past
However they have made my home their prison
Their dwelling
They frolic behind the lids of my eyes
Traipse the rocky terrain of dreams
Poisoning with every touch
My psyche sinks heavy
I am a haunted home
A home haunted by myself
And others I allowed enter
Unlawful guests I plead
And beg
And plead
Bid me leave
Bid me leave
Please
Vacate my haunted home
I’m tired
Oh so tired
My leaden limbs roar with the dull ache of apathetic exhaustion
My blood has been drained
I am nothing but gray
A haunted home
About the Creator
Miles Vaessen
lover of words {they/he} 20
|| welcome to my mind: a collage of thoughts both fresh and expired ||
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