The Ghost GhostBy Julia GillisI look into the light of dayAnd see nothing but the darkness.Though the sun is shining brightlyI feel raindrops on my head. Around every bend I look, I see the shadow of what I seekYet can never really find.My fingers touch the edge,They grasp and grope and grabBut never truly feel.Happy moments fade awayIn bleak centuries of lonely solitute.Though I smile and though I laugh,A salty tear falls upon my soulAnd spreads itself across my heart.I watch you with a roving eyeNot knowing who I see But marking every movement made.To what end?
Sta.sh
