GHOST

I never thought

I'd miss the feeling of rain

The way the droplets

race upon my skin

As they hurry to the invisible finish line

Part of them is left behind

People are the same way

they get closer to the end

Leaving part of who they are

To weep for their loss

Becoming transparent

I am now what i always wanted to be

Weightless

But i am not me

Just a ghost of who i once was

~J