I have been haunting.

Slowly drifting around things, affecting them, leving them feeling as though i had some hand within them. yet somehow very safe and very seperate. I float around the edge, turning the heads of those within, like a side show, something that stays in your memory, but not the main attraction.

I have been ahunting emotions.

As though I did not need them. I float around the outside and pretend that i am part of them, long to be part of them again. I once was in the emotions, but now i am dead to them and i haunt them. I float about and sneak up behind them and the emotional and frighten them.

Be careful with yourselves, my friends, you jsut might turn out like me.