Ghost Story
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I watch the western sky
I observe the beauty of the sky in the west.

The sun is sinking
The sun is setting.

The geese are flying south
The geese are migrating south for the winter.

It sets me thinking
This provokes me to consider things more deeply.

I did not miss you much
I did not feel a great longing for you.

I did not suffer
I did not experience pain or distress.

What did not kill me
What did not cause my death.

Just made me tougher
Simply made me stronger.

I feel the winter come
I am aware of the arrival of winter.

His icy sinews,
The coldness of winter.

Now in the firelight
Now in the light and warmth of a fire.

The case continues
The situation persists.

Another night in court
Another hearing or trial.

The same old trial
The same event occurring again and again.

The same old questions asked
The same inquiries repeated.

The same denial
The same refusal or rejection.

The shadows closing round
The darkness enveloping me.

Like jury members
Like those who judge me.

I look for answers in
I seek explanations or solutions from.

The fire's embers
The dimly glowing and dying remains of a fire.

Why was I missing then
Why did I feel an absence at that time?

That whole December?
Throughout the entire month of December.

I give my usual line,
I say my usual response.

I don't remember
I have no recollection.

Another winter comes
Another season of coldness arrives.

His icy fingers creep
The chill of winter is slowly approaching.

Into these bones of mine
Into my very being.

These memories never sleep
These recollections always remain with me.

And all these differences
And all of these disagreements.

A cloak I borrowed
A disguise or persona I adopted.

We kept our distances
We remained separate and apart.

Why should it follow that
Why should it be assumed or expected that.

I must have loved you?
I must have had feelings of love for you?

What is the force that binds the stars?
What causes the stars to be held together?

I wore this mask to hide my scars
I adopted a facade to conceal my emotional wounds.

What is the power that pulls the tide?
What causes the ocean's tides to rise and fall?

Never could find a place to hide
I was never able to find a location to conceal myself.

What moves the earth around the sun?
What causes the earth to orbit around the sun?

What could I do but run and run and run?
What option did I have other than to continue fleeing?

Afraid to love, afraid to fail
Fearful of being hurt as a result of giving or receiving love.

A mast without a sail
A ship's mast without a sail is useless.

The moon's a fingernail
The shape of the moon is akin to that of a fingernail.

And slowly sinking
Gradually moving downward.

Another day begins
Another period of time commences.

And now I'm thinking
And now I'm reflecting.

That this is indifference
That my state of mind is one of indifference.

Was my invention
Was something I created or manufactured.

When everything I did
Despite all of my actions.

Sought your attention
Were done in order to win your approval or focus.

You were my compass star
You were the person who guided me.

You were my measure
You were the standard against which I compared myself.

You were a pirate's map
You were something of great value to me, akin to a map to a pirate's treasure.

Of buried treasure
Of concealed riches.

If this was all correct
If my understanding of things was accurate.

The last thing I'd expect
The least likely thing for me to anticipate.

The prosecution rests
The argument against me is concluded.

It's time that I confessed
It is the moment for me to admit the truth.

I must have loved you
I surely had feelings of love towards you.