CONVERSATION WITH A GHOST

Don’t kill the light

I’m scared half to death

the fire burns cold

trying hard to catch my breath

words escape me

hold me prisoner with my thoughts

drinking from a broken cup

praying to an empty cross

The devil finds a man

with too much time on his hands

all the time in the world

we had all the time in the world

don’t leave me lonely

my angel left my side

a dark well down in me

left my wounds open wide

break the silence

it drives arrows through my heart

sit and talk with me a while

just be a voice in the dark