My Ghosts Shadow

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My Ghosts Shadow

After I left, I went down her stairs.   
Tripping than falling on the final step.   tripping then falling,  although i like 'more tripping than falling' as well 
Landing on my hands and knees,
I wish I could plead, instead I breathe.  pleading to her? pleading for mercy from the pain of falling (mirroring the pain of leaving?)

Mute explanation, fruitless choice.
I got what I deserve, my mind rejoiced. glutton for punishment?  
Punished by karma and not her voice.  karma seems to displace guilt
Tears streaming, my face moist.

Her, my love; replaced by a ghost.
A night of temptation and submission.
Reflection diagnosed,
the man turned into a boy did not boast.i like how this is turned around cause usually boys become men, did not boast stumbling down the stairs

Completion is hard to define, is hard to define seems thrown in, why not ask?  What is completion,
when all that gets built will fall apart.  in my head i keep reading 'built still falls apart'
Sorry I did not wait,    wait for what? did you kill her with your mute fruitless choice that you are torn up about?
our future, crumbled in my wake.  i like how wake can be both waves in your fall, or funeral 

wanton, grief, your title is hard to define, i like your rhymes though diagnosed and moist i may use these in my future