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The haunted ghost
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Just a bit of depth to it The door closes and the footsteps can be heard
But no one is there
At least not anyone of this world
They stride down the alleys they always used to
Stuck in the same mindset they were before
Trapped unable to be free
They thought that ending it all would end all this
But as the restlesly wander
They ponder why
Was it all really worth it
Was them sacrificing their life inane or was it worth it
Nothings changed
The same old thoughts engulf them
Nothing changed
Nothing happened
These thoughts still chased them
No problems solved just more created
People who they loved were full of resentment
Day in day out they heard
Their lovers tears
Their mothers cries
Their friends anger
The lover who can never hold the person dearest to them
The mother with no one to nurture
The friend with no one to talk to
What have they done
But leaving the world
Was this what you REALLY asked for
Was this how you saw it all?
Was this what you pictured?
Is this how you wanted it?
Selfish
Inconiderate
Stupid
As i retire form another night of walking these same old corridors
As i look at the same old four walls
I wonder... Why
