The Poltergeist

They say that I have to let go of the past

They say that I have to embrace the present

But what if my memories are the only thing

Keeping me walking through this desert

What if my demons are the closest things I have to friends

What if this mole hill of a mountain

Is the only challenge I find worth climbing

What if I let go of the rope that holds me

If I accept my fate than I must accept that I’m alone

Even death does not cause me to shiver as much as the thought of this

I have withstood so much of the agony these ropes have burned into my hands

And when I finally reach the summit, I am confronted by the fact that I’m still at the base

So I will let your reality be what it is

But you will not take these ghosts from me

They are the only company I care to keep

I know I’m a fool, but just the same

This is my poltergeist, and she’s not going anywhere