Ghosts

Ghosts from my past
haunt me by day
at night they linger
above my bed
creep into my dreams
always one step behind me
a shadow
I can never escape
sometimes I scream
for them to go away
find a final resting place
far away from me
but these ghosts are stubborn
refuse to find a grave
the undead
the restless
never letting go
I formed them
brought them to life
created this nightmare
sustained them with my lies
and now I can't lay them to rest
I sprinkle holy water
cast them away in God's name
but still they always return
sneak into my thoughts
even on my deathbed
taking my last breath
these ghosts will follow me
until I reach heaven's gates
and God forgives me my debt
only then will the chain
between me and my past
finally rust
break
and fade into the distance