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Hollow Steve Jul 2018
I think I'm letting go.
It drains itself dry and drains itself some more.
I think I've had enough.
What barrier can I create to protect this psyche?
Head like a haunted house.
We're surreal, sublime.
Can't get it out of myself.
And these noises get louder.
We're surreal, sublime
Tell me where the other half lives?
One lives half dead.
The other went missing.
I loved you to death
and the hate lives on.
Gray ghosts haunt these halls.
Alienpoet Dec 2016
In the whisperer of the nights breeze
in the murmur of words she softly said 
I knew she wasn’t really dead
in the movement of the trees outside, with their leaves
the way the photo album opened with ease
the noise of your footsteps chased me to bed 
dreams of you linger in my head
I am left longing for you to tease
things I swear move on their own
sometimes i can hear the rattling of plates
I am never ever left alone
I am the man who sits and waits
hearing the noise of the television drone 
I hear your voice it communicates.
Daniel Mashburn Aug 2015
I've had as much talk about fear and distraction as I can react to before I start going numb.

Between the secondhand smoke and the lies in the bedroom, these serenades to no one start to feel rehearsed.

Like I couldn't tell that I'm ****** up. As if I didn't know I was boring. No. I'm not talking. I'm just choking on biting my tongue.
Ron Sparks Jul 2015
the man
who lives above
stomps, bangs his doors again
I wish he would realize he died
last week
The Terry Tree Oct 2014
Let me be your poltergeist
Haunt you with my love
If there is a Spirit between us
Let it be the Holy Ghost
Embracing you
Haunting you
Holding you
Above

Everything that scares you
Anything that’s hiding
Skeletons in your closet
Fear, anxiety,
The terror of life
Sometimes just
Going outside

Let me be your poltergeist
I will be here to protect you
I will shield you from the pain
I will wake up every morning
And do it all again

When nothing seems to feel secure
When the world is crashing down
When you cannot even be sure
Let me scare these things away from you
That want to hang around
Haunt your home with light
Shoot off stars at night
Blind the things you cannot face
Smudge them out
I will erase
Anything
You
Fear

Let me be your poltergeist
Haunt you with my love
If there is a Spirit between us
Let it be the Holy Ghost
Embracing you
Haunting you
Holding you
Above

As you begin to trust
As you begin to believe in us
You will know the power
Of true love
As I
Haunt away your sorrow
Scare what will depress
Chase away your panic
Frighten out the rest
Of anything that keeps you
From being the bright light
That you are
The
Beaming
Gorgeous
Burning
Beautiful
Star

Let us fly together
Spread our light
Spread our wings
Unfold our feathers
Cradle our silver linings
Soar into our sky
Together
There is no limit
To our height

Let me be your poltergeist
Haunt you with my love
If there is a Spirit between us
Let it be the Holy Ghost
Embracing you
Haunting you
Holding us
Above

tHE tERRY tREE
jennifer ann Aug 2014
Bailey sat at the kitchen table. stiring her coffee and staring out of a ***** bay window at an old apple tree covered in snow. "i guess that all of the birds have flown south for the winter." she sighed, hugging herself as the cold wind blew through her. "who cares about those disgusting rats with wings anways?" jacob rolled his eyes and guzzled his coffee down, finishing it all with one big gulp. "i do, they're beautiful." bailey argued. "you used to love birds." she continued. "i used to love birds... before you started feeding them all of the bread." jacob complained with a playful smile. "besides i love voltures and falcons." he smiled. "i feed the birds old bread that nobody wants... and of course you do." B ailey shook her head, grinning from ear to ear.
im going to start writing a short horror story in my free time. i hope u like it.

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