Specters Of Memory

It's about someone who is making others shoulder there burdens unfairly

I am the enemy within

Always out of reach

Preying on your fears throughout all of your years

Bringing tears to your eyes

 

The specters of my own heart

The memories of lovers who depart

The ghosts of my mind

Empty me of sanity, I'm rushing blind

 

Every weakness is heavy on my heart

Why do I have to cast it outwards

Upon those who love me

Why must I condemn those who offer me salvation

 

It's because you love to suffer for your selfish desires

To become a narcissistic martyr

For your self-righteous cause

You don't even stop to pause

and consider the hurt of your actions

 

The specters of my own heart

The memories of lovers who depart

The ghosts of my mind

Empty me of sanity, I'm rushing blind

The End

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