haunting

i am a ghost
an apparition of emotional attrition
dimly lit, fading bit by bit
disappearing into the past
where the living moves on too fast

the passing of decades….
so malleable… so insignificant
for I am now just whispers of air
on the exhaled breath of loved ones

sadness is jaw clenching
this slow sinking is my everlasting curse
i carry it heavily like I used to my shadow
as I stand in my kingdom of purgatory

tear drops rain down
to wish this storm inside would pass
is to give up and forget
that I used to be alive