CHASING A GHOST DREAM

Here I stand looking off into the realm of empty space, while silently being haunted with the horrorable, and unmistakable sounds of the clock ticking somewhere in the darkness. As each stroke of its arms passes through the motions, displaying systematically and theology motions of endless time. Reminding me it is almost time as it won't be long before I see you again, through water color eyes that cry easily and freely down my face. For as I stare at the image within my mind and it's the image of you, it saddens me to think subconsciously about how you left me, alone and afraid of my own shadow. But yet as I stare out of the depth of my eyes feeling myself breaking down, as I continue to push aside the silent tears staining my cheeks with lines of hurt and pain. Yet I forgive you from my heart and soul as you make me, even more weaker from the inside of my spiritual soul till I get so emotional the deeper I go within thyself. For it feels like I am chasing an imagination of a ghost dream of you, in the abyss of my mere subconsciousness of my mind. I guess maybe I am as I haven't really gotten over you when I know that I should, but yet I can still feel you touching and pulling at the very core of my heart. Sometimes ripping into the depth of my thoughts, that still walks through the halls and stairways of the deepness within my soul. This image of you who has turned into a chasing mind game to play, with my inner emotions and feelings to the point of no return, trapping me in a world pool of pure insanity follow by the hurt as much as the pain.