Graveyard of Memories

Lost in a haunted house
Nightmares behind every door,
I find myself not afraid but
Something else.
Something more.

The ghosts I never called for
Comforted me when I felt alone.
Brought memories of days gone by
Of a happy life once lived.

But was I indeed happy?
Going through the motions
Being stuck in the rat race
Outside my window?

Or was I living to die
Unknown and alone?

But then I heard your voice.
Close and far away at the same time.
Like you were screaming underwater.

You pulled me from the shadows,
From the graveyard of memories
And took me away.

You opened my heart
And bled the loneliness dry.
Replaced it with your dark kisses
And it felt like moonlight
On my skin.

Your love became my dream
And my savior.
My reaper carrying me to
My final resting place.

The poison I was all too eager
To drink.

Art: SkullHeads
“Lost in a Haunted House”
“The Ghosts I Never Called For”
“Graveyard of Memories”


Published by Kim V Poetry

I've always had a passion for writing. In this crazy world that we live in, I find my solace in made up words and make believe stories. Let's escape into the void and forget about it all just for a moment or two.

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