Where’s your ghost?

Its nothing but a passive feeling taking over my body gracefully, as I look up at the sky seeing that half of the indistinct horizon’s amidst by a skyline of memories. My intoxicated body has left me nothing but sick and tired as I feel the coldest membrane in my body shiver leaving me worn out. As the horizon becomes vivid the memories become faint; starting to realize that I’m not myself anymore. I look around and wonder where am I, and why am I here. I think about your presence; how I want you told hold me gently and protect me from being vulnerable. I have nothing but the thought of your sweet words to protect me, swimming around my mind like a family of fishes in the blue sea.