i swear i thought i had seen a ghost
hiding behind the hallway door
but i was disappointed because it wasn't the ghost of you
you don't haunt me anymore
i chased down the ghost
and demanded it take me to heaven or hell
because i had a few people i needed to talk to
i had to know they were okay and well
but the ghost laughed and fell through my fingers
and told me it was okay and it just wasn't my time
but i howled that it wasn't fair
and being among the living wasn't fine
i am surrounded by ghosts of all kinds
i am choked by memories and the bones of the dead
but the ghost i didn't recognize just laughed
and told me that it was all in my head
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BURN (Wattys2015?)
Poetry"Poetry...is thoughts that breathe and words that burn."--Thomas Gray "Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash." --Leonard Cohen Poems on the tough stuff in life. Poems on the crazy good stuff in li...