This is the last week I’ll be here, so I’m saying goodbye.

Goodbye to the lovely window in my room, goodbye to the familiar dents in the wall, and goodbye to the carpet I lay on when I’m upset.

Goodbye to the things that stuck around until I didn’t need them anymore.

Goodbye to all the places I’ve memorized; the field past the dead end, the bridge on the way to school, the highway that lights up...

I would go for a ghost,

A shadow with a mind of it’s own,

Undesired by most,

Just something to be shown

I don’t need much,

Just a taste of what I crave;

Even just a touch

Of what lies beyond the grave

I used to be scared of the dark

Something flashing in my peripheral

One that could leave a mark

A creature of peril

Now I wait at night

But no matter how long

There comes no fight

It shouldn’t f...