When I close my eyes,

I see crimson,

Heaven seemed like such a prison,

But why,

Why can’t I feel your love?

Have you forsaken me?

Was I not enough?

Your light hurts my eyes,

It’s so blinding,

So bright,

But yet I get no comfort from your sight,

I tried my best to love you,

To worship you,

But whenever I called out for you,

My voice just got lost in the wind and I felt like such a fool,

Was I always meant to be dammed?

Was that always your plan?

For me to see nothing but crimson,

And to fall from grace with an empty feeling in my bosom?

~a sleepy ghost~


Author: Viv

Just a suffering Victorian era ghost stuck in the past but loves modern music, sushi, and singing despite being really boring.

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