Haunted

Haunted
by what never was
what never could have been
the burdens of a weary soul
dragging down again.
All I ever offered
was never quite enough
and all I have to show for that
is silent broken love.
So nothing now
is all that I can be,
no words, no voice,
no presence at all,
I can offer that at least.
And then there will be nothing,
but what we are haunted by.

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