Ghosts.

Look away from my reflection

The face staring back is not mine

This ship has long been past

With grooves set deep into the rocks

That’s torn apart in two

And we watch as the rain falls on the heart

Set a flight like lightning in the sky

A face with snake like charm

Trapped within your honey coated gum drops

Seeing is believing, now we don’t want to see anymore

She reaches out and pulls you close

Pretty close now, face to face

You’ll need a tourniquet to keep yourself intact

The darkness sleeps through your skin

Tainting you with the very thing you run away from

There is no separation of the heart

it was you all along.