In the hallway it's dark
as the day is yet to start,
from the window i broke
the cold air passes trough
and i feel something poke
me with a long pointy finger
and the past in me triggers.
i know there's no one there
it's only me and I'm aware
there is nothing to fear
but now i feel it getting near.
in the hallway it's dark
but i think i see a spark,
the fire is getting bigger
as I hear that laugh that lingers.
I know there's no one there
other than me and the body i hid
that ghosts doesn't exist
my mind is just playing tricks
but in the middle of the fire
as i see my life passing by
i see that same face,
the one i trew in the fireplace.
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Random Poems
Acakthis are some poems i wrote at like 3 am couse i couldn't sleep. And nothing. Maybe I'll publish more poems if I'll ever write more and maybe some short stories. Just know that a lot like A LOT of time may pass between a story/poem and another cause...
