I Am A Ghost Poem by Hunter James

Yesterday, I made an odd discovery
As the pavement darkened and the sky hummed
Its hard only hearing the trickle of the fountain and the hum of the sky,
But I knew, as the beast entered my body
That I am in fact
A ghost.
I only know the language of the heartless
The language of the sun.
As its descending
And the moon
Always rising.
It would be easy to mistake me for a human.
With all the emotion
And manual energy
And mosquito bites
But
I am a ghost.
it enters slowly
Spreading through my veins
gripping and tearing me apart.
Love and fear and the words of a madman
I am a ghost,
At least I hope
For otherwise I fear
Total insanity.