Swirling tendrils of misty air rising
curling shadow that is hypnotizing.
Clang! Clang! the rattle of a chain.
open doors , I am gone again.
The ghosts are hovering right over me
like a veil that is clouding all I see.
Distant sounds are sneaking in through my ears
the baying hounds awaken all my fears.
Run! Run! They are following you
try and catch me I’ll wait for you.
There are mysteries out in this dark night
there are spirits and they have taken flight.
Something unspoken is haunting my soul
a long lost token that won’t let me go.
Gasp! Gasp! As it touches my hand
scream as I feel it once again.
The past is a ghost from which you can’t hide
embrace him he is already inside.
Written for dVerse Poets Form For All