ghosts in my bones

Can you tame the ghosts inside my head
keep them from bleeding and breathing
this slow death into my bones?

I forget how it feels to feel alive
beyond the winter chill
that's turned my heartbeat to snow

I'm not really here
but no one needs to know...
no one needs to know
that I'm already dead
that I'm just another ghost
lost inside my own head
left to cling to fading flesh
with snowflake heartbeats
in a shattered ice ribcage

Leave love for summer
it has no place here
in the land of hypothermia chills

Let summer dream of better places
where we revel in the sound
of our own excited breathes
and the glowing golden stretch of dawn

It's been too long since I've felt
the sunrise in my bones

There is no one left to tame
the ghosts inside my mind
breathing and bleeding their way
into what's left of me

©Indie Adams 2014