All My Ghosts
August 2011 (10th Grade)

Enter at your own risk.
Into what appears to be a tiny fortress.
Come in if you dare.
Spirits are lurking in the air.
No room for dismay.
Get involved if you may.
Hauntings are all around.
Do I frown?
No.
They won't go.
Skeletons in the closet are buried,
though souls linger like fairies.
Shadows creep in the dark of night,
but my dreams remain free of fright.
Demons don't scare me,
for they are what I avoid becoming.
Don't be afraid.
Their lips only drip with distain.
Trapped in my labyrinth.
Their only marks, dainty fingerprints.
They try to fill me with horror.
It's just a matter of time till I even the score.
I will unveil them, oh, how explicit,
then direct them to the exit.
My dear,
no need to fear.
I've learned to grow
from All My Ghosts.