The End of Me

The ghosts all walked around this place,

Each without mercy, without grace.

They moaned and whined but never talked;

Around this place, the ghosts all walked.

The haunting was completely wild,

With ghostly ghouls, one ghostly child.

They ambled here, I guess, because

Completely wild, the haunting was.

I stared at them in silent awe -

I can't describe the things I saw.

I felt the world begin to dim...

In silent awe, I stared at them.

And then a hand reached out for me.

I couldn't think; I couldn't breathe.

And I saw death where life had been.

A hand reached out for me and then –