Dear ghost,
Let it go and you will be free. Let it scatter in the air and it will leave. Let it thaw in the cold and you will live. Let it sink in the void and it shall disappear. Let it dissolve in the sea and leave it be. Let the sky swallow it and grow wings. Let it be lost in the mountians and be the wind. Let it wander in the forest for only then, will I be truly free. O, Let it leave my conscious. No more words of pain and no more words for validation. If not, I shall only despise my worth.
Yours even as I fear to be.