Immolation

I don't even remember what she looks like,
ain't that a shame?
another amnesic glitch erased from the matrix

i would like
to control an alternate reality
and delete these restarts.
restarts.
restarts.
Void of brain tumors;
dependent upon defibrillators just to live:
constantly losing my conscience.

I forgive and forget,
the emphasis being on the latter.
Now these ghosts are amidst
my everyday matters.

Im ghost-busting,
dan aykroyd excluded.
I have been hanging from this noose,
the time has come to loose it.

I take this day as my desire,
she is the light of my darkened fire.
I have discovered the solar flares,
and wish the grace of immolation;
until death do us part.

Just let me face it
and taste the loss of my fondest breath.
I think I will discover the sweetest things in life.