Don’t follow me. I am a ghost
I am lost like you, so run.
Don’t follow me. I am a ghost
Don’t follow me, I am lost too,
Wandering paths I thought I knew.
The stars above, they dim, they fade,
Guides I trusted, now betrayed.
Each step I take feels wrong, unsure,
A heavy heart I can’t endure.
Don’t follow me, I cannot see,
The way ahead is mystery.
But if we trip, at least we’ll laugh—
Lost together on the wrong path!
To follow me would end in tears,
For I have haunted these woods for years.
That’s it—run now! “Yes,” you’ve seen a ghost,
Frightening people like you I love the most.
Don’t follow me, run fast as you can,
I’ll try to catch you—if I can!
For I am the spooky, ghostly man.
Run, now run fast as you can.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (1)
This is kind of an intriguing poem. Good job.