The Red Specter- by: unknown forgotten

I've been living beside the ghost
I've been doing whatever she told me
She pulls my hair as I sleep
And haunts my thoughts as I dream

She befriends and inhabits my closest friends
She manifests herself from an earshot
She's the one across the room talking to my mother
I taste, I feel the lack of the specter standing near to me

This is the broken heart
A tear that can not be fixed
A witness to what damage a ghost can do
Beware the ghost and the whispers in your ear



Drink your own blood
As she shares the infection
And sucks your heart dry