The Inner Ghost Embrace

In a murky night
A full moon lit above in the skies
Shut windows, a creaking door
And a room of dusty dull.
It's voice illuminates the air
All that runs in my blood, is
What it feeds to me...
It's lies.

Eyes sealed, focusing
On blocking out it's hissing.

It's slithering words racing through my mind,
As I pluck each one out.
Being bitten and filled by its poison.
No cure for the rupturing pain within.
None made and none found.
As there's constant rings of its shouts.

Again and again.
My name being called.
I swallow hard, beginning to drown out the sound.
Once more...
I am called and loud.

Light enters my dilated pupils.
The sound of my sobbing,
Makes way to my ear.
A dead like blank stare reflects of me.
As I behold my ghost standing,
Before me here.

And so,
I take a heavy breath,
Staring blankly,
Lift my head high, and
I embrace its cold touch.