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you have to pick~n~choose them, bury them, know what to keep, some ghosts are out to be destrucitive,,,don't let them,,,

I stand before myself
looking into my mirrors of life
looking in each corner attic
of my mind
each occupied with the
ghost bones of memories

coming from every way
haunting me with the things
I’ve seen, things I’ve denied
guilty as charged
conscious piranhas eating away ‘

relief delivered
amongst words I say
the ones hardest to pass across
the bridge of lips
sorry it had to be that way

each time I look in the mirror
walk the pathway littered by other ones
in the corners of my attic of mind
facing some ghosts will never give up
never go away
from the things I’ve said, the things I’ve
done,
even ghost whispers keep reminding
me of the wrong done to me

It’s silly you may say, but I fight
for what I believe in
I don’t have to spray paint it
write nasty letters
degrade someone for the
perspective view they see how one lives
their each and every day

so I deal with each ghost till it’s settle
put it in it’s place hopefully to sleep
forever and not get rested and
ready for haunting play

each time I look in the mirror
I can say I would replay only parts
of life’s movie
erasing many paths
crossing over different bridges
for I might not have this ghost hanging
around in the attic corners of my mind
but who’s to say another path taken
might bring ghost forth that I might be
able to stand up to
they would win, to capture my
soul for the goal was to have me dead
but I’m here to stay
for I’m learning how to keep
these haunting ghost in their place
day~by~day

slowly putting them in their place
to dig up the ones I only want
leaving the rest alone, to
peacefully rest in their beds in
the
graveyard of bones of memories