Ghosts

Driving past the locations
the ghosts do their actions

sweet look of hope all in their eyes
these are the good days

promises that go unsatisfied
new places are hallow.

dates I would prepare for
drown in drank and sorrow

don't try to revive
those souls seem pretty dead to me

haunted the mind becomes
when the dead come back
for their heartbeats
just to hear it once more