Ghosts

I've been up a few hours, and ghosts haunt me today. So very many ghosts to contend with.

Ghosts of friends long gone, ghosts of my past. Ghosts of things I've forgotten, ghosts of the charm I once had. Ghosts of people and places. Ghosts of contacts with them. Ghosts of e-mails and phone numbers, ghosts of them all now gone. Ghosts of my hopes and drams,ghosts of what might have been. Ghosts of what now will be, ghosts of how to begin again. Gosts of tomorrow and never. Ghosts of never and forever.

The sky outside weighs heavy with dew. Th sky outside clears slowly to a crystal clear version of the unknown.

What happened to who I was going to be? Shattered in an instant of twsting crushing metal and glass. I suffer still at what I lost, because I now know what it was and how it never came back. It left me not good enough to be who I intended to be.

This time, this year, I work to gather this brokn shards of my life and skills to become....myself.

The soundtrack continues. Its a little louder again.