Is it a haunting
If it comes with an alarm
And a warning label which reads,
'For the faint hearted host'?
It must be you. Your
Kind of haunting. Only you
Would know how easily I scare.
You were never gone too long.
Why would it change now.
I always knew when you were coming.
I knew what to expect.
You knew what I could handle.
Pain in increments should be your motto.
Why should your death disrupt our routine?
How lucky I am to have such a merciful ghost.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem