Ecstasy: A Poetry Book

A Ghost

"Ghost"

Creeping behind me

Huffing and puffing

Chuckling and mocking

I try to walk faster

I try to run

But it still catches up

I scream, "Go away!"

But it just laughs

I try to ignore it

But it breathes down my neck

Its breath cold and cruel

It screams

And screams

And screams

I cover my ears

But the noise is still there

I cry and cry

I shout and shout

I beg and beg

But the ghost of my past doesn't go away