Friday, October 10, 2014

Spirits on the Wall

Spirits on the Wall

Shadows on the wall
Is where all spirits dwell.
Things we can’t remember,
An Anger we cannot quell.

An Image of a Memory
Is all they’ll ever be,
Nothing More and Nothing Less,
Not even to one like me.

Although I feel their presence
And I can feel their pain,
Although they’re locked in Silence,
My life goes on, the same.

The Shadows murmur ceaselessly,
A sound that’s Seldom heard.
These walls have many Memories,
So much that can be learned.

But not a Soul can hear them,
Voices that echo down the hall,
All spirits will ever be
Are shadows on the wall.

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