Words Left Unsaid

Little raindrops linger on the crown of my headI spent my last moments listening to the dead“Take a dive,” they saidIt won’t hurt at allThey pullAnd TugAt my will for lifeIt’s the anthesis of strifeStifle my wordsWith hymns from the graveTuck awayMy nameTheir soul has lost its purposeNow wandering in the abyssThe dead requests companyThey’ll…

Haunted

My house is haunted by words left  unsaidForgotten deeds are buried with the deadIn the nightI hear voices speakingMumbling along the wallsFear grips meHolding on tightly I can hear them nowMy past regretsThey wash over meAs if consuming me without my approvalThey dance along the wallsLaughing in the night There is a chuckle going up…