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 I'm not interested in your lies because

eventually they will be a memory

of the pain from another day that has passed by. 

You act like nothing has happened, come

and take a look inside my head. The

ghosts you see are reminders of

the lies you told me of how things should have been. 

Im no longer blind, my

eyes are wild open. Now

for the first time

I am seeing you as you really are.

These ghosts in my head serve as reminders of

the pain of days gone by.

You say I should be happy,

come and take a look inside my head.

The ghosts you see are reminders

of the pain you caused. These

ghosts in my head serve as reminders

of the pain of days gone by.

These ghosts in my head are now reminders

of days gone by, the

pain is just a memory to be left behind. 

Chorus 

The ghosts you see are reminders 

of the lies from days gone by

They are the memories 

Of the thigs that will never be 

DharqeRaven

Copyright © July 15th 2018

I am the Raven that lurks in the shadows, wise all seeing all knowing. Not revealing my presence until it needs to be known.

Happiness is an illusion that everyone strives to achieve only to have it slide right through their fingers leaving them in agony. The darkness their only friend, always their to comfort them. 

For centuries she looked for one person, her true love the one she gave her heart to before she passed on. His image from the night they first met etched in her brain, her love for him burnt strong igniting her soul, her passion for him still made her heart race when she closed her eyes to see his face. She knew she would find him, yet when. She was tired of this cold lonely existence, and being miss treated by those whom said they cared. She longed to be in the warm loving arms of her true husband. Then one night it happened so suddenly while she was at work, a man came in his presence so familar so comfortable and warm it just washed over her. She continued on with her work as she watched her boss talk to him about a job. He started that night he looked at her as if taking her in, she turned her head blushing. They never spoke except for the occasional greeting. One night something happened to change that. They sat talking about everything under the sun, he started telling her about a dream he had had since he was very young. She listened with interest and intrigue. He spoke of a the drea that had taken place centuries ago. It dawned on her he was telling her things that no one except her knew. She started describing things in detail the color of the woman's dress to the color of the horses. As she went on his mouth dropped, he looked at her and said that's my dream I have never told anyone. She looked up asking him to tell her more asking if he had been killed in this dream. As he told her more tears came to her eyes and she took over telling him the dream. He looked at her studying her a shocked expression came to his face. He said you are her the one from my dream, she responded slowly, "yes I am, but it was no dream. It happened centuries ago. It is one of my past lives, if you believe in that." The feelings she had for him all came rushing back, she knew this was her true love, her husband, her king. From that day forward they were inseparable they always spoke of everything, if they were upset they gave each other space until the other was ready to talk about what was bothering them. Never wanting to hurt or lose each other they always found a way to fix what the problem was. The smile on his face was one of her favorite things, he was so handsome when he smiled, what made it even more special knowing she was the reason behind his smile. She felt warm, safe, and loved in his arms as he embraced her, she knew she was finally home.

~RavenMoon 

He overwhelms me making it hard to find all the words I want to say. I cannot find the words to express how much I truly care. My heart beats as if there is a butterfly in my chest. I smile uncontrollably and babble like a child. Yet I know that he knows and feels the very same. He is my smile, my heart, he is my love

Alone in the night, the darkness caressing her skin her only comfort is the empty dreamless sleep. Restless lonely struggling to go on knowing one day her King will be there. Finding solace in the night and until then embracing the darkness for it is always there. The breeze gentle whistles through trees, still quiet nothing stirs. She sits alone looking up into the majestic night sky, the stars sparkling like suspended diamonds, she gazes at the moon. Quietly praying to the Goddess for the one her heart cries out for, all she can do is hope that prayers are heard. She crosses her arms across her breast and patiently waits. Lost deep in her dark thoughts, Oh bittersweet sorrow why do I put myself through this. It never changes its is always the same. Gain the courage to let my guard down to let someone in, why do I do such things that bring me so much pain? I am a solitary creature. I believe now I was to walk this world alone. No matter how much I care or love, it falls upon deaf ears. One of my greatest fears has now become a reality I will die forgotten and alone. She closes her eyes, wishing with all her might for the one she was ment to spend her life with. She was tired of the lies and the deceit of others. Saying what they will getting her to fall for them, so the can try to fufill their desires yet their true intentions are revealed before they can obtain the object of their desire. She longed for the one she could trust not only with her heart but her soul and her life as well. She knew he was out there some where wishing for her just as badly. They were kindred spirits, soulmates, each others one and only true love. She needed him now, tired of being lonely and empty. She yearned to be with him, to be whole and happy again. For now she would be lost to the cruel loneliness of this world. The darkness closes in around her as she feels an unfamiliar presence come up to her. The earth trembles and shakes as he looks deep into her eyes and says, "You are mine from this day forward." The wind blows her raven hair back off of her face. Her ivory skin shining slighly in the moonlight as her eyes glow like emeralds, she smiles. She speaks in a soft confident tone, "I belong to no one but my one true king."

Cold and empty perpetual loneliness. The feeling as if your heart has been ripped from your chest, hollow, empty, alone. Continually pushed to the side, overlooked forgotten. That horrid feeling they make you feel that you are never good enough or even worth their time. Cursed to walk the earth alone for all eternity. The knowledge has now become a horrifying reality.