I know that you're here
I can sense your tension
My visiting friend
From the third dimension
Ghosting around
In my cavity walls
Like echoing winds
From ancient songs
Your spirit swirls
like a soulful breeze
Are you observing my thoughts?
Are you staring at me?
Can you see your own face
in the picture I hung
While I age through the years
You remain ever young
Please stop venting with rage
Smashing mirrors and glass
Keep control of your hate
For those times have now passed
Are you here my old friend?
Are you haunting this place?
I can hear your cold breath
whispering -
'I never left.'
About the Creator
Simon Aylward
Undiscovered Irish Playwright and Poet - Seeker of eternal youth - Wannabe time traveller and believer in spiritual energies - Too many books to read, not enough time!
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