All day I sit on my porch cracking open pistachio nuts purely out of bordem
Nobody would ever guess that he haunts me
Tortchures me
Pulls me back
Won't leave me alone
By day
I smell his sent in the air
I hear his voice whisper to me in the breeze in the trees
I feel his arms embraces me in the wind
I see his face reflected in the stream
His face rippling in the water
But his smile never falters
For he is looking at me
by night
In my dreams he throws rocks at my window
He climbs up the Ivy vines into my room
I feel his hands caress my skin in my pillow
I feel the warmth of his flesh on mine in my blanket for he is the only one who warms me in the cold of night.
My Mother calls me at seven AM
Time to wake up
Time to go to school
However the gentleman Whom I used to Know will not acompany me In person
Oh I know he's still out there
For he haunts me
For it was I who killed him
but I must not forget it was he who killed me
when will he let me rest in peace....
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