Ghost

Posted byChristine BoltonPosted inBlog, FearTags:, , ,

Ghost

In fear my heart races 
as I pull the covers over my head
and pretend nothing has changed
What I saw was in my head
It is not real, but imagined

Through the bedroom window
I saw you standing there
Looking up at me
Music played through the air
carried along by a cool breeze

Shivering at the sight of you 
I recoiled, shrinking back to my bed
It is not you, it cannot be, I won’t let it be
I forbid you enter my thoughts
and invade my dreams 

Yet you taunt me with your presence
An apparition stinging old wounds
Still open, raw and unhealed
A ghost from my past
who refuses to die


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Prompts

The Bedroom Window - RDP
Music - FOWC


Photo by Mads Schmidt Rasmussen on Unsplash

Published by Christine Bolton

I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose. Thanks for checking it out. Christine

27 thoughts on “Ghost”

  6. Let it go…..let it go …. let it go! Try saying “Out damned spot” six times and turn around twice and he’ll be gone!!

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