Thoughts-
Always,
Crossing over,
To the opposite
Side,
Of the Spectrum.

Unknowingly...

Like ghosts-
Figments,
There,
In the mind.
(Visiting only for a short time)

Built a bridge,
For you
To climb
Across.

Laying bricks,
So high-
Never
To collapse,
Again.

A voice,
Echoes
Following behind,
Never to
Subside,
Calling
From within.

Throughout.
Through them.

Just Ghosts...