Broken here and all alone,
Sitting, rotting in this 'home',
Watching you just waste your life,
Waiting for things to go right,
You see me and I see you,
Both of us know what to do,
Yet here i sit and there you wait,
Broken by this cold hard fate,
You run away from all you know,
But there is no place to go,
You killed me and now i laugh,
As you're haunted by your past.

Heather Devlin

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/haunted-7/