Conclusion

It’s
over

We’re
done

Now pick up
your shit

And get
gone

Ghosts

The ghosts that haunt my every day

Will plague my future too

I do not know if I can stay

As I’m fucked here without you

Piercing sirens blare
On their way 
to an emergency 
somewhere

I hope they arrive 
in time to avert disaster
and everyone lives 
happily ever after