The Silouhette

Some corny poem about a ghost...or so we think o_O

Behind my body,

a silhouette lurks.

I spin around,

and what miraculous works;

IT'S GONE! IT'S GONE! 

It has fled the scene.

I have tried to make eye-contact

But it wants to be left unseen. 

The figure has left,

but has suddenly returned.

Is it herefor the scares,

or to teach a few lessons unlearned?

Once again,

he has left for now.

HE SPRINGS BACK TO LIFE!

OH WOW!

I turn around,

noticing no one there.

The silhouette is my own,

Thank God!

Not my life to spare!

Reviews

[TreeSpirit]

nice job yet again u prove who is the better writer between the two of us. :)