Dreary of loitering in the house of ache
Found abandoned & rotted next to a bloody lake
Stopped by to visit when I needed me a break
Thought I could stomach being wounded by a snake
Broken statues forgotten in my honors sake
You’re terribly rotten for pinching me awake
I was resting soundly til you pierced me with a stake
Now fully aware my existence is a mistake
Every move wrong no matter which I take
10 reasons to hate you and on that hand I can shake
So if you’d like to visit, a new road you’ll need to make
I’m just a ghost at least you know I never was a fake

© Delia Ross. 2019

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