I Think I'm a Ghost

I Think I'm a Ghost

A Poem by DEAN FARNELL

I THINK I'M A GHOST, BUT I CAN'T BE SURE
I DON'T FEEL HUNGRY ANYMORE
I CAN'T DECIDE, IF I HAVE DIED
DID I SURVIVE? AM I ALIVE?

PEOPLE IGNORE EVERYTHING I SAY
MY SKINS A SEE THROUGH SHADE OF GREY
I CAN'T HAVE PERISHED, IT ISN'T TRUE
I HAD SO MANY THINGS TO DO.

WENT OUT FOR A RUN AND THINGS WENT BLACK
I MUST HAVE HAD A HEART ATTACK?
BLOODY HELL I THINK I'M DEAD
THE DAY HAS COME THAT I HAD DREAD.

COULD BE WORSE, I HAVEN'T VANISHED 
FROM THIS WORLD I'VE NOT BEEN BANISHED.
I'LL USE MY DEATH, TO TRY MY BEST
TO HAUNT THOSE BUGGERS THAT I DETEST.







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I'M NOT ALONE ANYMORE

© 2012 DEAN FARNELL


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Added on January 31, 2012
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DEAN FARNELL
DEAN FARNELL

HENLOW, BEDFORD, United Kingdom



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