Ghosts in the Bedroom

One day runs into the next

Makes you wonder if you’re under a hex

Existence seems to have gotten too complex

Hurricane winds whip across the deck,

I want you here but you disappeared

Sadly, no one is near

Only the phantoms can hear

As your fate seems a bit unclear,

Remorse becomes a way to live

Even though you had to give and give

Only way to survive is to outlive

How many times must you forgive?

In a place where souls are buried

Thinking of the times I was married

To the island of the dead they were ferried

Forgot to thank God for being carried,

Forgotten and downtrodden we move on

Like a moth to a flame I’m drawn

Look at the world that evil has spawned

It’s been a long time since you’ve been gone,

Feeling like you’re in a daze

Hoping this is just a short-lived phase

All those recollections like a maze

Sometimes it gets hard to see through the haze,

Here is the grave of a love gone by

No epitaph, something’s in my eye

Who could care less, no one will pry

Walking through a desert arid and dry,

Up overhead a collision of clouds

Jesus was in a vault in a burial shroud

Somewhere a jilted lover cries aloud

Before your ordeal, you were so proud,

The unknown ellipsoid hovered from above

Observing a world of push and shove

Becoming more and more devoid of love

The ghosts in the bedroom I’m thinking of,

Drifting within the astral plane

Encountering spirits who’ve gone insane

Wondering if my life was all in vain

Red roses wrapped in cellophane,

Here’s the isle that time forgot

A form of asylum that can’t be bought

Peace of mind so many have sought

Waiting for the blood in my brain to clot,

True heroes more likely to become berated

As time goes on their deeds faded

Take my hand we’ll find a place well shaded

Saying this to the only lover who wouldn’t be jaded.