Lillies and Ghosts

In the Company of Ghosts

In the company of ghosts,

In the graveyards they weep.

Their ashen cloaks,

Their footsteps creep.

I was scared of them,

And they of I.

For they were dead,

And I was alive.

In the company of ghosts,

In a desolate room,

Don't stalk the houses,

Are nary blooms.

For I am not dead,

But nor am I living.

I am closer to them now,

Than I was in the beginning.