THE GHOST

by Bree   Jun 17, 2007


The ghost repeats my name,
In my dreams at night,
The beaten soul,
Grasps my chest so tight,
Breathlessly i try to scream,
Try to say,
Its just a dream,
I cant see it,
Yet i know its there,
Its the wind in the day,
That mucks up my hair,
Its the sun in the sky,
The blinds my eyes,
Its an unshedded tear,
That just lingers about,
When i try to blink,
It just doesnt come out,
What it is exactly,
I will never know,
Not sure if it will ever stop,
I just want it to go,
Its with me in the dark,
Its with me in the light,
Its with me everywhere,
The ghost within the night....

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  • 17 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Yep, know how that feels, again another very good poem xxxxxxxxxx