[00:05.933] Ailments become fragments of my imagination;
[00:10.975] I am encumbered by nothing.
[00:13.827] Hands in hand with a ghost of your former self,
[00:16.685] someone I once held away from the torments of situation;
[00:20.609] no longer am I strong enough
[00:25.468] another voice has taken over,
[00:29.417] controlling, binding, leaving the person I am- ****ing helpless,
[00:34.389] awaiting its next consensus.
[00:36.578] A face that is not there taunts me,
[00:39.704] breathing the same air that she held in her lungs,
[00:43.071] breaking, for it all seems so familiar.
[00:48.487] I have been lost and faded into this place,
[00:52.002] waking only to find it still surrounds me,
[00:55.077] blotting out the pain but with it, the comfort.
[00:59.052] For I was a being existing but absent of life,
[01:03.947] selective thoughts showing only bliss.
[01:06.332] Sifting through tarnished images of a past you were a part of,
[01:10.368] mind blanketed by memories- the ghost of your former self,
[01:15.573] someone I once held and time stood still.
[01:20.248] Time stood still, at least to us.
[01:25.542] At least to us.