We’re All Ghosts Inside
It was in their eyes---where I first discovered---hatred.
Wrapped around misconceptions of who we’re supposed to be.
Tarnished, malcontent, consumed by sadness; weak.
It happened once again---as I passed you---her and him.
I sought the whispers---of that muse---to alleviate that pain again.
Yet no one sought out to see it end.
Not you---nor I---or them.
It was in their eyes---where I first discovered---fear.
Strangled manacles of history spinning what is truth or myth.
Poetic, loving, consumed by passion; lies.
It harkens---to a simpler time---where memories wore disguise.
I thought of that forgotten muse---as I heard their cries.
Lost---in the fireflies.
It was in their eyes---where I saw humanity finally die.
Drowning at sea---swimming to escape---dreams and fairer tides.
Desperate, malnourished, consumed by hope; free.
It calls---from the grave---that will bind all forever more.
I dreamed---of a better muse---to see that future rise.
We’re all ghosts inside.
Just you---and I.