Ghosts
Ghosts everywhere passing you by during the day and night You don't notice that they are dead as they walk through the city streets They know that they are dead but why should you and i? Realistic lifelike forms that don't stand out in crowded city streets Some of them have a purpose, a mission, a deed that they must do But who knows what where or even why Some say they are lost souls that don't understand that they have passed away Others say that they had something special they needed to finish before they died Only special people know who is dead or alive through a third eye The dead can't hurt you, but it's the living that can and most likely will On special occasions, one of the dead will make themselves known to you Giving you the honour of knowing the meaning of life If you notice a person steering at you, and gives you shivers down your spine Don't fear for they are just letting you know that they can help you any time Go and sit in your city to see if you can clear your mind empty Assess if you can tell who is dead and who is alive as they pass you by
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reefaman
I have a mental health illness and I was a inpatient in a private secure mental health hospital not because i was a danger to the public but because i myself was the only person who was in danger from me was myself and that will reflect in my poetry...
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