Haunted

I am the undead.
The terror you're elluding inside your head.

I am the agony tampering with your heart.
Lingering as you slowly come apart.

I am misery dwelling within the eyes.
Half-dead, hope and joy has now died.

I am the emptiness that is filling the soul.
Yearning for that someone to hold.

I am the memories of the past and present that keeps you up at night.
No matter how much you cry, run, or isolate yourself;

In the dark corner of your mind, I'll be there......
waiting with delight.

lossi do not know?

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