There's a ghost in The Other Room,
Haunting me tentatively,
A foreign entity in a shared space,
Close yet so confined,
And I feel the wall separating us,
Collapsing in time,
This existence of mine has not come without the presence of a being who refuses to leave,
But the tables have turned in its favor and I succumb to the ghost in The Other Room,
The shadow that clouds the air I breathe,
Lurking behind,
A uninvited guest in the bare domain of my home,
But at least I'm not alone...
