Ghost
Before you came there were ghosts that stayed
in my house, I kept quiet because
we all want to be the best,
only one and only,
unequaled in our
long lasting love
until you
depart,
ghost.
About the Creator
Alyson Smith
Writer & Artist with Level I Autism & a whole lot of Bipolar. Based in Newcastle- upon - Tyne, works as an administrator in a Nursing Home. MA in Creative Writing.
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Comments (5)
Uniquely haunting. I love it!
Inspiring reading. I hope no more ghosts come back.
Ghost is ghost!!!!!!!!
Interesting, some dont just believe in it
Excellent words and I love the image