How to find your ghost?

Dashing through the trees,

Running like a breeze;

It’s my ghost and memory,

That I always try to freeze.

 

Walking above ground,

Residing from the hell around,

It’s me; I actively found,

It’s like Dolby music; always surround.

 

In search of things I lost;

Happiness is where my heart crossed,

And good laughter at some cost,

With some people to be defrost.

 

Ha! Caught in some emotional baggage?

Just get your ghost in a package,

Just bones and blood to manage;

And not get hurt; reduced damage.

 

Whatever it takes, don’t be sad

Just get a little ghost, that’s a little bad;

Be careful if it drives you mad,

How to find my ghost, I had.

Author's Note

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