I can't sleep.
I am haunted this evening.
I saw a Ghost today. The weight of it's presence is with me.
It approached me... wanting something it thought I had.
But it is this Ghost that has something of mine. Not the other way around.
It stole from me, without even knowing, or maybe not caring...
I wish I never saw it's face. I knew it was out there, and preferred not knowing it's face, it's voice, it's nature. I felt cornered. I performed well, never giving it pleasure. It didn't realize it fazed me at all.
How strong I am, or so it seemed.
Good show, jolly good.
But now, the hours pass. My hubby is out of town far from protecting me. I am laying here awake, thinking of this ghost...
I am strong. Stronger than any ole' ghost. Wretched things.
This isn't a very old Ghost. I haven't known it long. Just long enough.
So I lie in bed. Thoughts dancing across my head. I know I need to sleep. I have a busy day at work tomorrow starting early in a few hours.
Time for me to carry on. I tricked this Ghost, so I need to relax. If it shows again, I will be ready, for now I know what it looks like.
It made me stronger.. not weaker.
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2 comments:
This is a beautifully-written piece, Janis.
Beautiful! I have spirits that visit me all the time and I have gotten use to it. I seldom have anyone who is not a sweet spirit. I do alot of temple work for my religion and they know that I am the one that will get the message! I know that probably sounds weird but it's true and I have come to accept it over the years!
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