Souls of the Lost

You’re never gone
I can feel your life in my veins
In every beat of blood
The recollection remains
Swimming through my skin
Filling my brain
Watching what I’ve done
When I see no-one
Subconsciously I move
Just like you
A tranquil petrification
An indosed incarnation
Consuming me
To be like you
A contrasting sensation
More than just fixation
Hearing the words you spoke
Falling out of my mouth
In the night awoke
Concluding the doubt
That you are here
A piece of me
A coveted fear
Of what I can’t see
Haunting me when I’m lenient
Accepted when convenient