Ghosts

 


Transparent
misty white
or dark shadows
lurking in corners

I'm being haunted
by ghosts
Or is it me
haunting them?
I can't decide

They want me
to play with them
and I too would
like that

My want to be
on their side
to be their friend
is evident

Freedom of air
floating
misty breeze
no shackles
no need for breath

No pain
No tears
No lies
No heart..
to be broken

Just stillness
Just being

Wise from the
knowledge
of the things
they must see

Oh I wish
it was me..