Fragments

⤞old bones

I am blinded
to the beauty of the
night skies,
for I'm plagued by
visions of you,
a constant reverie
behind these eyes,
and I can beseech to
a higher power
to eradicate the memories
in my mind,
but there is nothing
I can do to leave
the thoughts of you behind,
and as I settle into old bones
and try to cherish
the time I have left,
all it takes is your ghost
to appear,
leaving me
completely bereft.