Ghost Calls
Sight failed and voice that can't speak, you emptied out your hands with the dirt you took from the grave you came out of. Still damp and I knew you were just a phantom looking to provoke night time torment, so I turned away from you. Let you disappear back into the walls. The mirror blinking it's eye in a wink. It knows what I know. It saw you once pass by it. The night you held fire in your mouth like a jack o' lantern speaking in flames. You haunt me no more.