The Ghost Poem by Billy Loving

Blindly wandering on
Feeling all alone
A lonely ghost
That haunts his post
Images from the past
Whirling around so fast
Numb to the pain
Lucid or insane
Is it just a dream
As impossible as that may seem
All just a creation of my mind
A reality of my own design
An insufferable nightmare
Of it's purpose unaware
It's truthfulness unable to validate
Patiently I await
Will there be an end?
For guidance, on God I will depend