i am a ghost waiting for the dawn.
ironically ghosts don't wait for the dawn.
they dont like the dawn.
They don't like the idea of a new beginning,
Because they're stuck in the past.
They torture souls.
When the night is in its darkest form,
they torture the damned,
the sinners,
the cowards,
the believers,
all night long.
And just like a ghost
i torture myself
with thoughts of myself
and this goes on all night long
it facinates me
it really does facinate me
the thought of haunting myself.
~J.S
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A Fool's Dream
PoetryDiary entries for Thoughts That were born and followed by sleepless nights 7 poems/thoughts indicating 7 days of the week Each for a different day and different feelings felt on a different day of a certain week I am no poet Yet i try to convey my...
