reply to post by HomerinNC
I enter a home no control over what I'm about to see.
Turn on my emf now look at me.
I get the chills the thrills.
Feels like I just downed a hundred pills.
I feel all the blood spilled.
It gives me chills, but the thrill is mine.
I try to seek, but can barely find.
I wish I could go back and relive time.
Just too see what these souls trapped have to show.
Unfold bend and re mend the past.
Why they haunt and continue to last.
My heart beats fast, but I never run this is all for fun.
I hear soldiers in the streets with guns.
Wonder what its like to never feel the sun again.
Now lets pretend I am this ghost.
or am I just a hoax
Set afloat by some mindless joke
Who thought he knew exactly what I spoke
I said Im not dead this is fred.
Im just inside you head.
Why dont you let me out.
We can have a nice long talk I can show you what I am about.
Dont have any doubt this is what Im about.
I am a good ghost, but I think you would make a good host.
Did I say host I meant I think we could have a toast.
For all the time spent waiting for you.
Someone I could control and mold.
One I could bend and fold and get inside.
Live with you till you died.
If you didnt know I was the one who fried.
My mind shook and cooked.
Burnt like I was some sort of crook now look.
Your stuck with me.
I wont ever let you be free.
Your soul is mine.
Ok I just had to add something I am terrible unless I take time in my writings. ugh.