So, I am a ghost but what does that mean?
Am I now something ethereal and unseen?
What should I do, now that I am dead?
Wait for the unraveling of this immortal thread?
Do I speak or just play dumb?
Longing to be forever numb?
So, if I am a ghost should I still believe
In all things good, or only what I perceive?
When do I move on and leave this plane?
I’ve heard it said if not, I go insane.
I speak and no one hears
Hoping I could shed a few tears.
So, now that I am a ghost, where will I go?
Is there someplace better that I do not know?
Who can guide me and where might they be?
This spectre of death that accompanies me?
I hope for help and an extended hand
Who will take me through this shadowland?
Tom Rouse ©2021