Tonight I am not scared of ghosts
or goblins or witches
I am scared of moving too far
but not leaving room enough
I am frightened of all my crazy dreams
and the things talked about too much
I am spooked of what is said in sublty
that really sticks to my mind
I am afraid of what is under my bed;
all the memories I will find
I am scared of getting holes in my teeth
and really scared of noise
I am frightened of all the heavy things
that don’t give me a choice
I am fearful and it is hard to grasp
that ghosts keep growing up
I am scared that I’ll feel lost again
before the sun comes up
Kristine Kearns is a second-year English major with minors in Creative Writing and Sustainability. KK947319@wcupa.edu