Floating ghost

Way back in time as a younger man
I remember doing all the things an older man can
I remember spending time all alone for hours on end
Learning the messages which I was sent
From the beyond by my ghosts
Oh they haunt me so
But I feel at peace when they're around
At home
Their perpetual motion surrounds me
Their individual devotion involves me
Within their little problems and undead schemes
It makes me fear
It makes me feel
Feel as if I am not alone when I truly am
The loneliest person, the loneliest man
I walk alone for years and years and years
Indulging myself deeply in my fears
And from inside my mind comes an imagery
Undeniable entities
Float around me all the time
I remember back in the day when I
Used to be happier, used to smile
Now I am no more than an apparition
A floating ghost among my ghosts
An aberration to society with a mission
To break all that they consider norm
Born happier than ever
Yet grew up with a broken heart
Felt much weaker than ever
And completely torn apart
The world shattered around me and I
I had to build anew
The world perceived my consciousness, a nigh
Impossible construction that ensued
And within its centre lies the truth
While lying to me and lying to you
Within my mind palace I exist
And all the knowledge of my past I consume
I ignore what I can, ignorance is bliss
Frisk myself on a daily basis
In search for the unknown
Trick myself and lie in stasis
Just to interrupt my own flow
Sabotage my every move, maybe perhaps
I'll find redemption in knowing that
I am not successful and I have failed
I always thought that I deserved that
But I woke up from my stasis pod
And I learned what I, for years, tried not
That I am a winner, a go-getter
Through my own bleeding, I am a sweater
I try to reach what I want and I get it
Only to look for what's next, what's better
But I am not an ambitious man with grandeur in mind
I am simply a person with a vision, easily defined
My past and my present identified
And the truth within my youth ratified
Rarified to the finest degree
For those who can read, they know me
I am an open book
You're just illiterate
I laugh and laugh at those who once mistook
Me for an idiot
Bask in the silence and the greatness
Of what's to come
I control the knowledge and expectations
Of what I will one day become
A beacon of light, a shining hope
In the middle of an abyss that's run awry
A lighthouse at the edge of an ocean
Full of mistakes, crimes, and lies
So swim to me and I will guide you
Lead you away from your fears
Learn the world within you, ignite you
With your passions and with your tears
Look ahead and build your future
Learn from the past, but internalize it not
You are the product of your features
Not your actions or your flops

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