For A Ghost

I’m done hiding

Photo by David Dibert on Unsplash

The blood in my hands feels stuck
Veins, frozen solid
Backed up by the words
I’ve let sit at my fingertips

I’ve ignored the primal urge
To scream
In the way I know best
With pen to paper

It’s time to release the heaviness
Holding me back
IT’S NOT MINE.

It’s time to stop apologizing
For a ghost