The apparitions thoughts

     laying in the grass, it's mid night.
    It's not cold enough to see my breath but I can see the
    goose bumps on my body.
    Saying in my mind that it's going to be alright.
    The noose that never falls.
    The head that never severed.
    My mind that never decided to fall apart.
    sensations, the feeling of love.
    The buetifull way you say things when you're drowning in
    your own thoughts.
    I'm still just a ghost just a figment of your imagination.
    But I still lay here and think.
    I think of you.
    Boo.