I have a ghost trapped
in the walls of my eyelids.
At night,
when my eyes shut,
I hear him
pounding on my eyelids.
I hear him trying to escape
as he wonders
why I buried him there,
but when I close my eyes
and I see him,
I remember why.
I dream him,
he tells me stories,
and my tears
write
back to him
on those walls.
When the walls tremble
and I wake up,
my vision blurs and
I see him
everywhere.
This is how I kept him alive.