Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2014
everybody as a ghost it lives inside your the host
in your body it will dwell there inside your body shell
it is there until you die then fom your body it will fly

from your soul it will free from your body it will flee
searching for another shell where once again it can dwell
it will stay again once more.as it did the time before.
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
Written by
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
220
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems