The Ghost And The Darkness: Poem by John McGuire
The Ghost And The Darkness:
Standing beside myself
A shadow, a spirit grim,
I see straight through,
A body, once full now dim,
The heart beat strong daily,
The mind was bright, now failing,
Floating, fluttering,
Whispers, Purgatory now muttering,
The soul splintered
Fragments strewn,
Did this happen to him,
Who knew,
The spirit grows now,
His colours fade,
The Ghost and the Darkness,
Being made and made,
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