Ghost Thoughts

Being an empath

I can see you, as plain as daylight

Your touch can't be felt tonight

I can hear the sounds you speak

Feel your heart when your weak

I can move through walls of time

Transparency is my only crime

We exist in a parallel time frame

Only passing our hints of shame

Your living but I am dead to me

I still think but you can not see

Only a subtle whisper can I do

Nothing more to express a boo

Your world is real mine is shaded

My thoughts a specter degraded

I exist but not in your real world

Death handed me faith uncurled

You can't feel my soul or my heart

As a ghost it would tear you apart

A singular entity floating in the air

translucent thoughts without care