I am a ghost-a cheater of death,
but among the living.
I am heard by many,
seen by few,
friends with some,
loved by none.
To know me is to hate me,
to hate me is to know me.
I live in hate
and dream of love and life.
I am a ghost,
a faceless creature of the night.
Some fear me,
others hate me.
I am a ghost,
a pale, white figment in the night.