Ghost Of Me Poem by Olivia Capulet

I can’t sleep
My chest’s heaving
How can I speak?
I’m scared of breathing
I reach you with my fingertips
Brush against the skin
You don’t turn to reach for me
Or even say a thing
I would break myself, my love
Just to be with you
But I can feel you’re slipping
And there’s nothing I can do

You shatter me like glass
Bleeding feeling from the tear
Now I lie here in pieces
Broken up when you’re not there
I would bleed till grey, my love
If I could hold you tight
When you’re not here to comfort me
I know I’m not all right
Now I call out your name
Just to hear the hallowed words
My darling, you’re the ghost of me
And all I know is hurt.