Seeing Ghosts

Every time I turn around

I see you standing there.

You appeared without a sound

And at a glance, filled me with fear.


A blurred silhouette just standing

In the center of the room…

In my head is branding

An uneasy feeling of doom.


I know that I’m the only one

Who can see your kind,

But only after you’re already gone

I realize it’s only in my mind.


She knows me

For she shows me

How I should be

How I could be.


And she’s caught me

And she’s taught me

What I could know

What I should know.


But here I am,

Alone, I am-


So I’ll cry (not for a lover)

For my mother.

Little White Lie

“I haven’t seen your cupcake”

My heart stammers at my first mistake

“Really? Because I couldn’t find my last one

And it took me forever to bake!”


A guilty look proceeds me

I look for others to set me free

But no one comes to my rescue

And she won’t leave and let me be.


“Okay, okay, I admit it! I’m a disgrace!

I won’t do it again, you put me in my place!”

She looks at me with a smirk and says

“I just wanted you to admit it. You still have frosting on your face.”


NaPoWriMo 2013


You And I

What else is there for me to say?

You and I love much the same way

You’ll love me past when my hair turns gray

And I’ll love you until our very last day.

With all the fights that we’ll keep at bay

I’ll look at you, and I’ll think and I’ll pray

That nothing will change as we lay

And we will always be happy and gay.