Ghosts

Ghosts

A Poem by lovejulez03

Running.
In darkness.
...towards something
...away from the madness
...away from the screams

- and they linger,
Hanging heavy in smoke filled dreams

Or perhaps they're nightmares.
It's hard to tell.

Stumbling over inconsistencies
Choking on insecurities,
Of blood stained sins
...like a fever ripping through the body.

And so she runs.
In darkness
...towards something
...away from the taunting
...away from the hopelessness.

Wading through holes of fervent uncertainty
Bubbling up like a volcano.

She runs forward.
Blind in her pursuit of things she doesn't know she's looking for
...but hopes that she will find

© 2014 lovejulez03


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I really enjoyed this for its metaphorical strength. Most of life is about running away from something and aching for something new. The funny thing is, we never know if we're running into more darkness. It's the hope that keeps us running. "Stumbling over insecurities" was a nice visual with double meanings I enjoyed. Adding to favs. Great piece.

Posted 10 Years Ago


It funny when we think of ghosts, the mind seems to wander to the past, but there are ghosts that pop into our lives everyday and it seems we are constantly running. Very well said my friend.

Posted 10 Years Ago


lovejulez03

10 Years Ago

Thank you for taking the time to read I appreciate it :)
And it seems as if the ghosts of yesterday become those of today as they hold us within their grasp - we must decide to break free and discover what shall allow us to be who we are! The fever must be cured with a cost of reality.
Interesting thoughts!

Posted 10 Years Ago


lovejulez03

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much for taking time to read this..it is appreciated :)
I get an odd sense of familiarity from your style of writing. I know that you are capable of more intricate work, and I'm anxious to see the full depth of your genius as time presses on. This was very reflective and an awesome read. Though, in my honest opinion about the intensity of this poem, I know you are more than capable of translating your emotions more directly and beautifully.

Posted 10 Years Ago


lovejulez03

10 Years Ago

Thank you for taking the time to read and give your feedback - it is very much appreciated :)
Running around aimlessly grasping for light is something we all face whether we admit it or not. The hope fills me with content.

Posted 10 Years Ago


lovejulez03

10 Years Ago

Thank you for stopping by and reading I appreciate it :)

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