Yielding to the ghosts of the past that haunt me, <br />My mind is filled with schemes, <br />Words that should have been said. <br /> <br />I stayed silent in fear your love you'd take from me. <br /> <br />I now no longer care. <br />I recognize it for what it was, a mirage. <br /> <br />An open ear only given for something in return. <br />It NEVER was about me in your world, inhabited only by yourself. <br /> <br />Yours was a selfish love, given with thick strings attached. <br /> <br />Today, yet again, I will clip those strings to set me free, <br />Only to find myself entangled once again.<br /><br />Vonda Overlie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ghost-strings/
