Haunted house

 I haven't seen you in years now 

The last time was at a greasy diner 

where you didn't even eat.

you were upset with me again.

telling me how I messed up, 

yet again. 

I think I ruined your day, again.

I would never tell you much about mine

How could I say that 

I choose joy when you choose me

I choose sorrow when you don't reply 

I haven't seen you in years 

yet your demanding 

ghost has taken shelter under my coffee table.

he makes me doubt the promises of love

he looms over every touch every other touch 

I thought i scabbed all your cuts,

I thought i scratched my eardrums to deafen it, 

your cunning ghost steals all the good 

I get buries ticking bombs in every road 

I take to find new companions new peace. 

Now you're gone so take him too deep stab 

wounds heal faster than you at the diner you buried, me 

why haunt me now?

you never wanted me anyway,

I need you gone so someone can strut into 

my house not feeling you there.

So someone can be mine in this haunted house.

Written by - Aaryan Gupta







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