Haunted

Can’t let me go but you’ll never wed

I’m the skeleton in your closet,

the whisper in your bed

Did you think you’re alone?

Did you forget you’re never really on your own?

I was buried like the hatchet

fresh dirt and granite

You thought you won

but the mention of me,

and you come undone

I’m the cold breeze you feel with fright

ever so present but never in sight

Nothing stops the all encompassing night

or the echoes in the wind

How many times will you look over your shoulder?

Even in the daytime

it’s just a matter of time

until the veil thins and I appear

dearly departed but still near

Did you forget which one of us is the ghost?

You thought you won

but you never got past us,

now your sanity won’t outlast us

How can you say you fared worse,

when I’m the one who left in the hearse?