Fiction Writing Friday – Ghosts

Originally posted 2016-04-29 17:00:58.

While I drifted to sleep in the night

I used to believe in ghosts

Who haunted me within the dark

And took what mattered most

I shivered when they trailed my spine

With fingers like icy veins

I wept in silence as they watched

And rattled their noisy chains

I felt the air grow colder

Every time they entered the room

And then the screeching started

It always filled me with doom

But no one heard or no one cared

When I told them of my plight

I begged and pleading with everyone

But it always ended in a fight

Now I live where the bodies go

When no one seems to care

I lay in bed catatonic

My mind is open and bare

Whispers growing in the dark

What do you perceive?

I talk about my problems

Praying you will learn to believe

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I am a 29 year old from Pennsylvania. I am married to a wonderful husband and we have two children both named after super heroes! A girl who is 4 and a boy who is 1. Most of my time is spent working, being a mom, and gaming.