I Am The Ghost Poem by Rob Spiering

I Am The Ghost



I have words,
but can not wright.
I have thoughts,
but can not think.
I have actions that i can not stop.
I am surrounded by water i can not drink.
food i can not eat, air i can not breath.
I still smile when i see you.
Wish just to touch your hand
Do i take my life just so i can,
It's to late because i am already dead.
so remember when you miss a loved one
there watching you
so reach out your hand

Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death of a friend
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