• Can they even see me?
    They walk right by,
    Without hearing my cries.
    Can they feel me?
    I reach out and try,
    But my touch is unrecognized.

    Going threw life,
    Feeling as if I died.
    A ghost lost in the ends of time.
    But then I reached out,
    And he took hold.
    Pulled me back from the bitter cold.

    But as I grew familiar to his loving embrace,
    His sweet and kind, piercing gaze,
    His lips that tasted of wine,
    A touch as gentle as the breeze,
    In his arms life felt so divine.
    Little did I know it would end with this rhyme...

    I should have seen it coming,
    The end was oh so clear.
    But now I am left standing here,
    With nothing but my tears.
    I some times think about that man,
    That saved me long ago.

    I wonder what he is doing right now,
    And if he ever thinks of me,
    I know I should just walk away...
    But its not that easy you see.
    I gave him my heart and all that is before thee,
    But he tossed me aside,
    To be a ghost in society again...
    My heart had to die.