“I have thwarted off evil many time before,
And I can’t build bridges from shore to shore,
I’m afraid we can’t see each other anymore,
I know you’re sorry but it’s either walls or a door,”
The memory of his words unearths my grave,
Setting free my tears that my heart has caged,
Like a ghost in the sheets,
A gaping mouth thrashing about in the night,
A force that must be contained,
Unruly is this juggernaut’s plight,
Present beyond life,
Beyond any means of control,
Persistent to alleviate some unfinished business,
Please reassure me that I’m not crazy.
The voices in my head will agree with you.