When Objects Turned Ghosts

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In the battles I was losing on the The Three Lands

Against health, work and chores,

When to the ghost-world, sleepless nights on-ed the doors,

A terrible noise from a Necromancer invisible arose.

Perhaps I was on my potential deathbed, where I lay defeated in battle,

When existence of my existence dislocated away from my existence.

A unique breed of ghosts were 'created', by thoughts turning grey,

They ploughed on my flesh listless and created, as follows, the menace:

" Why suddenly?

"My bed  —  arrow-bed — wants to tear my body;

Nouu! The fan rotating will clutch out my head;

Aieenh! The lights will burn even my ashes;

Dang! My pens manipulating me to scratch self dead.

" Why things feeding on my life to turn alive?

"My books now ghosts, will shut my brain off.

My teddy bear, my sole support, now as vulture will scavenge my heart dead,

The air is getting poisonous to suffocate me,

Added my silver chain, like suicide rope will hang me choked.

" Please go away don't harm me.

Nothing will happen. I can't see myself dead.

Let me close my eyes.

"Monsters of my past, now enters present to get my life shredded,

Noo! Dad will kill me again as he did when I was, bodily, child,

Get away mom! Please! You are bringing a stronger acid this time,

Stop teachers! Don't sell my organs, you've already got my 'self' sold.

" Alas! I am thinking again that girl - the only fairy in this world - 

The heartaches of failed attempts to make our heart meets are emerging again."

"Her memories............her grace...............her niceness........

Nouu😭!! Why she is looking like Ghost Rider? Why the *** Cycle?

The only cool lake wants to drown me, the sunrise is now hiding behind an eclipse

No more............kill me straight. No more pains from your generosity becoming icicle.

"No more........no more.........please..........

I can't.......I can't...........white flags...........

"Evwerii thwing stuartred movning

Mi hert si bombinging muaii chwest

Tha boudii storrpped fwueeling  

The tmime hes cime, muii will duaii-

(An hour later)

"I am alive! I am alive!

What happened just now? Was I awake? Was I alive?

The objects looking lifeless again.

Never mind, unfortunately........I am alive!"