Dear ghost,
Somber friend with your sober thoughts, what nightmare do you hold for me? I know that look in your eyes. They certainly harbor distrust. Have you unearthed the goblin hiding in my coffin, pretending to be dead, only to rise in my darkest night. Did you hear the dragging feet of the zombie and flashed your light at it? Do you fear me for i see your sheepskin slipping off. I have seen you smile to others even when you did not adore their company. I have seen you hold their hand when you need one. And then, witnessed your cold stare behind their back. Do you fear me because you owe me? Or have you discovered my sin towards you.
Yours