Do my ghosts visit in the form of dreams?
Or do my dreams visit in the form of ghosts?
I cry out in the middle of the night.
I see shapes in the dark.
They lean over me, their tongues tickle my cheeks and taste my salty tears.
Am I awake?
Am I asleep?
I'm trapped somewhere in between.

This in between is what I fear the most.
I can deal with the dreams, and the ghosts too.
When they become one, I become powerless.
I am weak and they feed on that.
All they do is take, take, take.
All I do is give, give, give.

I try to fight them off.
I form swords with my mind, and I use them mercilessly.
But they are relentless.
The break down my barriers and siege the castle.
They whisper in my ear before killing me,
"Your fault, your fault, you did this to yourself."
I cry out because this is the most honest lie.

When will it stop?
I am
shaking in the middle of the night
screaming for help
writhing in pain.
Who's fault is it?
Mine? The ghosts? The dreams?
The in between gives me no knowledge.
Nothing.
I am left with unanswered questions
and a broken mind.