|The Ghost I Can't Smite
Author: Hamlet Survives PM
a poem i wrote for a friend about how certain events are hauntingRated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Friendship - Words: 129 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 02-22-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2893460
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The Ghost I Can't Smite
It's been more than two years, it's been days without end
Yet it seems like two hours since I'd wronged a friend.
That specter still haunts me in dark and in light,
It knocks at my window sometimes through the night.
This ghost is a demon with deep sunken eyes
It floats through the rainstorms and eerily cries:
"I cannot be shot down, nor hurt by a knife,
I'll follow you all of your footsteps through life!"
It's followed my places, near and distant lands,
It's grabbed at my throat with it's silvery hands.
My friend, she forgave me, with us all is right
But I still see the shadow, a ghost I can't smite.