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Micah. 19. Perpetually confused, but doing my best.


December 18, 2019


all my phantoms
live in my childhood
wedged between the worn
children's novels gracing
my bookshelves and congregating
in the space between the matress
and my sheets.

all my phantoms
look like you:
green eyes and tight lips,
never letting their ideas
spill out from their brain
into a world
that is willing
to destroy them.

all my phantoms
dip into the darkness
and melt into it.

all my phantoms
laugh at me
as they hide
where I can't see
and make me tear
my life apart
trying to find them.

all my phantoms
arrived when you left and
now I'm chasing you
and all your phantoms,
all my phantoms.
all these phantoms
look the same.


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  • Rewrite_The_Stars

    interesting peice=)

    11 months ago
  • hi i'm jackson ;)

    *your whooops

    11 months ago
  • hi i'm jackson ;)

    WHOA THIS IS SOOO COOOOOOL!!!! it gives the vibe that whoever you're talking to was a figure of our childhood....did they leave you? did you leave them and are haunted by your decision?? wow!! such an amazing piece!!

    11 months ago