Ghost in the machine

It questions my heart

I write down answers

It throws them away

It crosses the line

Breaks me apart

Then puts me back together

It lashes out in anger
Then takes it all back

But not with words

It measures expectations

In all that you give

But not a return

It makes me dig deep
For a heart of gold
That it wont let me find

It falls away gently
From the corner of my eye

Wanting me to follow

The ghost will return

It doesn’t know when

But by then I'll be gone