At Night
At night I see a ghost
Where fears and doubts are high
It scares me now and then
And gives me sleepless nights
Tears run down my face
No one hears even my sigh
It worries me more than ever
When I see the ghost inside
My pillow is my bestfriend
That catches all my grief
That made me realized
Created a ghost out of me
I hide no more from danger
I think I just survived
I'm now out of the closet
At night I'll never cry
Copyright © Arden Gopela | Year Posted 2013
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