Hidden haunts

His ghost haunts me
in the flesh of the
driven. I am left to
wait for the night
to fall to see what
has me seeking the
death that will again
become me.

A token to sound
telling me I am in
the thoughts of the
only one that means
I will breathe once
again safely in my
restless sleep of
hidden nightmares.

I sit and see that
I have been laughed
upon again while in
the arms of what my
heart cannot stop re-
living.I am a fool who
needs to be carried
away to the heavens
above,keep safely the
heart that has learned
enough is enough.