Wandering ghosts

walk along the streets

of my life,

catching glimpses

of the one

that I keep inside,

and haunting voices

whisper words of comfort

to keep moving

along the hard ground

beneath me.

Don’t fall no more,

and don’t shed my tears.

Life will continue on,

but love will always stay

by my side.

Memories sway

like living portraits

as ghostly figures

slowly pass by

along the streets

of my life,

watching me struggle

to chase whatever destiny

that waits for me

down the road.

Concrete

by, Melissa R. Mendelson