Why Not? Poem by Mia White

Turn away, don’t tell:
I’ve crawled back to the living,
but the rest don’t know.

I had fallen far,
I was scraping the bottom.
Close your eyes, dear one,

they’ve let me go, and
you should follow. Close your eyes,
darling: I’ve returned.

I am the horror
you wish upon no other.
I am the love lost.

You won’t remember
me; I am a ghost who haunts
those who love to loose.

Fear not, you are safe.
For I can’t haunt those who’ve not
loved in the first place.