Song/Poem of the Day — Ghost

Ghost

There’s a kink in my chain and I’m stuck in this house Like a ghost I search for life room by room Sadness and destruction is all I can see Quietly I float all around

I’m a ghost in this house and no one sees me I can make a sound and some look up but it’s not for long Is there life in this house except for the ghost It’s me you see right through, and it’s in front of me you self destruct

Are there other ghost in this house or am I alone Let me see you and come play with me Sometimes I feel you next to me I see your face, the same face on the photo hanging on the wall

I’m a ghost amongst the dead in this house Sometimes they stick a needle in their arm Sometimes they put something in their mouth Then they all look dead amongst the ghost in this house

I creep around with a book in my hand I look up at night and wish upon a star Each morning I wake as a ghost in this house Sometime to a smile, most of the time to cries

I smile at the ghost in the mirror and keep wishing upon a star There’s something else outside this house away from the dead There is life for this ghost amongst those living I’m coming, I’m preparing with the books in my hands

Suzanne Mondoux 18 March 2020

Addiction and forgetting our children — — love the addict so the can love themselves —