Ghosts

Another sleepless night, Wailing ghost hover above my bed, singing a symphony, thats ringing through my head, They hide in the shadows, they crawl beneath my bed, They Hide within my thoughts, They hear the thoughts I never said, They play within my mind, and watch the sadness unfold, They see the things no one could ever know, They hear the things whispered, and told, Gone forever they live through me, using my body as there own, Telling me what needs to be said, Im gone, I'm an illusion, I'm but a carrier for the dead.