Now that you're dead
I visit your grave sometimes
to see if I still feel anything

but there's just this
empty hole
I'm not sure if you can call it
a feeling

i want to move on
but you still own this part of me
I'm sinking into you

my life is a waking dream
i watch myself from the outside
my body is a puppet
following ghostly directions

i am fading

let go of my soul
let me go
i need to be free

release me
my love

            by Adam Love © 2006