Imaginary Friend

Something written when i was feeling low.

Imaginary Friend.

What my eyes have seen, I cannot tell.
What my lips have kissed, I do not know.
What my arms have touched, I do not feel.

I cannot feel.

My world grows dark.
I’m full of sin, lust and want.

These crimson lips have betrayed me
- To my one time friend.

My feelings of love,
Vanished.
My heart grows cold,
And left behind
A ghost.
An empty shell
Of my imaginary lover…

Emma Stevens 2004