a thousand little deaths

it has been a million eternities
and yet you still haunt me
weightlessly you tread through
the dark, almost forgotten rooms
avoided for so long
afraid to even test the doorknobs
for fear your misty silhouette
will find me, gasping for breath
no more anguished prayers
muttered desperately in shallow hours
release your grip from my heart
i will walk unhindered by your chains

ceg nov 2014