Oh, these Ghosts that haunt me, nightly, tearing at my soul,
These screaming, wailing, moaning ghouls, my senses do appall.
My sleep is wrecked, and torn apart, my silence is undone,
And all I see are shadows, where the nightmares have begun.
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this is superb writing. i gave it a 10, and i don't give 10's that often to anybody! ! again, wonderful job on this poem!