The Ghosts

The ghosts, the ghosts
In my mind the host
So the story goes and unfolds
Take some steps and leave more behind
Looking back just makes me blind.
Time still passes though they say it’s not real,
If every bad choice is now, then don’t I always fail?
As I feel the scars like open wounds
Yearning to lay to rest in tomb
Yearning to give birth, newness from womb
Of ever fighting breath and thought and passion
Wanting to live rather than survive as reaction
Wanting to exist beyond the masking
These ghosts, these ghosts,
I will be my own host!
In mental room of electricity
Seeing importance of specificity to electivity
I am domineer of my being and of what I’m seeing
But to really SEE, from spiritual throne I must look down
So firstly, in this plane and dome, I must turn around
Now feet steady in forward facing direction
Not listening to past voices, no coherent detection
I learn to take step by step and only glimpse back for reflection
To make the new stronger and better than before
To cast it beautifully against the floor
So if I’m ever tempted to again look back
I see something more glorious than previous hack
I see the goals achieved and future perceived
I bask in this breath that is mine to breathe
The ghosts, the ghosts
Those immeasurable hosts
Now put to rest in grave and moss
I am no longer your slave of loss
No longer here to pay your cost
To make this gold and silver I cast away the dross
Upon my seeing eye I wear this crown
Every jewel earned while Spirit shines down
While Spirit pours out and at last, glows all around

**written by my life-long friend, Kellie ♥♥♥ thanks for adding ♥♥♥

Published by Amanda-Lyn

I reside in the heart of New England with my 2 sons and my husband. My eldest son visits us frequently. When not in the office, I love to sing and to write and more than anything I love God and I follow Him truly truly ♥

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