Ghosts in the Lavatory

Every
Second
Counts
Now
As you
Look up
To the
Ceiling

Hoping
Things
Went
The other way
There's a
Growl
From underneath

Your pale and soft
Outstretched skin
Lack of blood
Lack of sleep
Delusional
Entities
Accompany your
Restless being

The air seems heavy
Now we are free
You're not
Imagining anything



Credits
Writer(s): Gheff Abd Ghafar
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