Whole Again

The ripples from the past are closer

surrounding me I have no where to run

I am but a fading echoing ghost of her

the vibrant girl that was a scalding sun

Now this fading version with nothing to say

hides up in her concrete tower of memories

popping pills to dream herself away

hiding from everyone else's needs

Wishing reality to be just a nightmare

waking up back where she was before

hoping for her entire life to be just a scare

longing to open an imaginery door

and find herself on the other side

where all is perfect and normal and pure

where no one has to pretend or hide

where the once fading ghost returns to her

and she can hold her head up with pride

and be whole again...