Sleeping With A Ghost Poem by James Bost

Scared where i should be safe
seem hauted in my own place
someone touching my face
it wint leave when i ask for peace
its next to me watching me when im sleep
broken mirrors and burnt picture into ashes
trying to cath every hint that passes
waking up in the middle of the night
thinking of what might.........
could i be insane
or karma is at her games
under the spotlight of neglect
now i suffer.....do make me regret