Longing Spirits
Jessie Santos
When you come back to us
Will memories erase with time?
Most of us will never know
And let's hope
We never will
Pulling currents
From far below
Like an endless ocean
Forming the shapeless
The master of my every thought
In tireless dependence
You control all my being
Draining
Leeching at the heart
Presence known and underneath
Drowning
Always with such lurking hate
Damning
The crumbling haven
Around us falling to the ground
But when you come back
Tell us of distant past
Our life obscured
Borders in time blur the lines
Of reality
The dreamer of tragedy
Dreaded slumber
Days turn to nights
Hoping for devastation
Take away ambition
Drowning under the weight of your pain
Let it rot
