They see me when I sleep, They haunt me in my dreams.. They see me when I sleep, They haunt me in my dreams..

Your memories will haunt me, For my rest to come... Your memories will haunt me, For my rest to come...

This is a horror poem showing a ghost who was buried under her mansion. This is a horror poem showing a ghost who was buried under her mansion.

This grey skinned lifeless floating body, Once walked with a pinker complexion, This grey skinned lifeless floating body, Once walked with a pinker complexion,

That sunflower came to terms, With the unchanging truth. That sunflower came to terms, With the unchanging truth.

It feels heavy It creates revulsion, It feels heavy It creates revulsion,