There are ghosts all around me
Composed of different substances
Terrifying me
Ruining me
Haunting me
There are ghosts so cruel that they compel me to leave
Leave this world and be free of their torment
I, however, can't fight back
Because they are not real
They do not exist
Yet they are all around
Hurting me even though I cannot touch them
They make me want to leave
But I can't
Those ghosts don't deserve my soul
If I leave, I'll never have a chance to truly escape
There are others that are kind, though
They do not comfort me in the way a real friend would
But merely whisper in my ear
A susurrus of inspiration
Hope
Determination
They are the only reason I want to stay
I need to stay
Even when I am being haunted everyday
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Poems Without A Purpose ✔️
PuisiWhen there too many thoughts in my head, I write them out in anyway I want. So, this collection of poems used to be all about depression and sad stuff, but I realized there are many more emotions than that. If you're reading this or any of my poems...
