The Ghost in Space

Every time I think of you
My dreams begin to speak of you
You are there
Inside my brain
When I wake
You don’t remain

There are times
I begged of you
Take me from
This dreary place
My thoughts begin
In outer space
It’s here I’m trapped
Inside this case

The sound it comes
From out this place
The people here
They beat my face
And no one knows me
They don’t care
As if I’m here,
A ghost in space

© Tim Edwin B.