Yes, it's me

You stand there as if in awe,

time stops and you lose your breath,

You know what I want.

You know why I am here.

But strangely,

you seem as if I am a ghost,

haunting your now perfect life.

I guess you could call me that.

You know why, and what i want,

so the only answer possible

I can give is

Yes, it's me.

Reviews

[Eliza Pleasant]

I like the story you tell in this poem. It's very deep, yet, not so heavy. Just a few spelling corrections. Change 'srangely' to "strangely". And also fix 'goast' to "ghost". Otherwise, it's a wonderful poem. And you don't write like a fourth grader. You're a really good writer. Keep writing!