She Haunts Me (a poem)

Like a ghost she is following me every where I go.

She is inside my brain whispering to me….

I ignore her…

She has the nerves to continue to whisper to me.

I ignore her again…

She continues her onslaught toward me….

I walk towards a book shelf and grab a book…

As I am grabbing the book, she doesn’t yell instead she becomes nice to me..

I open the book and immediately slam the book shut..

I don’t hear her voice again…

I don’t hear her following me….

The ghost of her haunting me has ended…

For now ( or so he thinks)…


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