Ghost of you

Staring into the mist,

The confusion sets in.

What will come next?

Lost to the wind,

Your gaze that entranced me-

Now all I see is mystery.

The fog, or your past,

Forever will last-

But moves only foreword,

I cannot look back.

And now I am lost,

For your ghostly shield

That won't let me in,

Laying here dying,

As I've let you in.

So in that husk you float e'er away

In the sheets of your perfidy, wading in blood-

Not to touch you or bond in you ever again,

But still do look upon you in that haze of red.

Ever caring too much after your death,

Though no more in passion, I protect 'til my end.