Ghosts
I can hear the ghosts in the night
I wake up alone flickering the light
But when I awake
Nowhere to be seen
Except a voice
I hear from a far
Almost like an engine
Or someone revving up the car
I know I can hear them
But they all laugh at me
I have even seen them
Looking at me
Why Don’t they believe me?
It’s as if I’ve gone mad
They think I’m crazy
And believe I am mad
I am not I hear them in the night
Creeping in my room
Sitting on the edge of my bed
And then I awake and hear a loud boom
I gasp and jump up in fright
And then they disappear
And I wonder where
As I sit in fear of my life
But it all goes quiet
So I snuggle up tight
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