Are you there?

I know this possession is just
The final ghost of an uncut heart
Trying to revive itself
And haunt my abandoned spaces

I know this illusion
Will only pass face to face
Just as a fear of falling
Takes a leap to get over

But in this hesitation
I’ve fallen for the voice
Calling over my shoulder
And eyes felt on my back

And I don’t know
Don’t know if I can take
Another disappearance

And for that
I’m scared to turn around