The End Of Ghost

I've been a fool and for this I'm not proud. I thought I had it all right, but now I can see its all clouded and unclear. I feel like I can't breathe, like these old scars can still bleed. I ripped and clawed to get myself out of that hell. But I couldn't pull myself up no matter how hard I would scream or yell. It was you who offered me your hand. You pulled me up back onto solid ground. It was then I knew what I've been searching for was finally found. So here I am trading what is real and true. To chase after a ghost I really never knew. So I'm sorry for what I've put you through. I'll never again relapse and fall back into this. That pain isn't something I should ever miss. You prove your love everyday when you say you'll wait. I just hope that I'm not too late. And I believe you cause you never question how or why. You never told me one single lie. So I'm sorry for that poem and how the fiction ends. But reality is now setting in. And once again you're here to set me free. I'll be in your debt eternally. I'll never again look back and ask myself what if. Cause I know what that future would hold. Nothing but pain and an emptiness thats hollow and cold. So please lift me back up a hundred feet in the air. We'll float up together filled with love and care. And look down on the world and smile cause we're no longer there. This is my promise and I won't trade it in again. I'll love you to the very last moment, the end.

For Kaitlin
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Beginning of The Real