Why does it always sound like someone’s down the hallway?
And ghosts hide in the shadows of my door frame?
Memories breathe the frost on my window pane.
Regret riddles all the thought in my brain.
I could have sworn I heard haunting footsteps,
Somewhere in the dark recesses of my mind.
Maybe it’s because since you left,
I have not slept.
I can’t seem to leave you behind.
Reminiscing impedes upon daily life for me.
Even after you leave,
You still reside in me.
My soul is racked with grief.
When will I finally be freed?
I could have sworn I heard haunting footsteps,
Somewhere in the dark recesses of my mind.
Maybe it’s because since you left,
I have not slept.
I can’t seem to leave you behind.
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