Wrath of my Wraith

As you breathe in your last breath,

I hope my face haunts you.

The one you turned away from.

whom you refused to visit.

I wish you major regret

and my spirit and persona

to do nothing but stare at you.

In disgust.

In deep hurt.

In confusion.

As to why you shut me out.

I’ve never done anything

to harm you as far as I know.

Why you do me like this?

As you are on your deathbed

I hope my face appears

to shame and ridicule you.

For ignoring me.

who only wanted love

to be loved and give love.

I feel immense contempt

For your attitude to me.

May I always appear as a ghost

in your passing, next lifetime.

Never forget how you

pushed me to the side.

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