A Ghost

A cloud of emotions to cling upon, unable to let go of them....

Running from the past, fear of embracing the true colours of present and future, within the colour of dull black hair touching the ground as long as the silver gown does.....
The past/ghost never to be known....drowning in the dark without the moon....afraid of light....clutching the past wounded memories dearly like a child....thinking to cast away people from them to be alone but can't...