Pictures hold a thousand words, and lifetimes warmth within,
Of friendships past, where lack of trust seems almost a sin.
Look past the eyes, the joking grin, the bear hug that they gave.
It will remind you of memories you thought you didnt save.
Almost ethereal, almost real, that hold made things seem true,
but, it seems, the person you had, had covertly altered their hue.
The warmth became as cold as ice, the hands with claws like daggers of steel.
When left alone, you quietly sit and try to remember what was real.
As you look back, you see what changed and surely its a jest.
But it was you who made a mistake in holding up their crest.
In time you wished that you would be the one that they’d count on.
but In your darkest moment, on your mind did it finally dawn.
As you put more importance in the ones you thought your own,
the life of you, the confidence and soul was sucked out of your bones.
But these are only hauntings see, do not let them win the day.
Hold fast, stay strong, keep your light and keep the darkness at bay.
No amount of lies or ghosts can wither your heart
unless you, and you alone, give them the right to start.
So worry not of ghostly comrades, of whose time you should forget,
Keep your eyes ever on the future, let go of the lies that you have met.