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All My Ghosts
All my ghosts.
lurking and sulking
behind shadows
in crevices in the mind;
I don’t aknowledge
All my ghosts.

All my ghosts
like skeletons
in the closet;
I feel the police
knocking on the door,
wanting to
uncover more, of
All my ghosts.

All my ghosts
spilling out
secret after shamed secret;
you pushed me
too far too soon,
now you will
have to live with
All my ghosts.

All my ghosts
haunting me still
never loosening grip
a damned hell
draining me
drip by drip,
for I fear
All my ghosts.

All my ghosts
have nameless faces
but terrifying presence;
a faceless enemy
trying to gain
my good graces,
but I’m trying—
I’m really trying—
to fight off
All my ghosts.


© ms.siena