Girl in an empty room

I’m still a girl,
In an empty room,
Wishing we could all
Be in here.

The white of the walls,
Is telling a story,
Having an ending,
I won’t accept.

I am still a girl
Crying alone
In the forest
At night.

Your footsteps were there
Just a minute ago.
I could have sworn!
Maybe I should have.

I am still a girl,
Able to tell,
That I am not yet
Over you.

I am not over others,
We were a dream
That was never over,
But my head woke up.

I wish you were here,
So I let in others,
The ghosts and demons
That won’t ever leave.

I’m still a girl
In an empty room
Dancing with demons,
Loving a ghost.

Published by Mistress Witch writes

About the historical horror of living. Drafting my witching novel. Chasing dark, forgotten and haunted tales.

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