The never-ending toll

I wrote this in the space of five minutes, it just formed in my head and I quickly wrote it down. It isn't very good but hey-ho

I am the ghost haunting your soul,

I am the blood imprinted on your hands,

I am the knife stabbed in your back,

I am the spirit following your actions,

I am the darkness closing in on you,

I am the feeling of nothingness lurking under despair,

I am the words you want to confess,

I am the pain forever throbbing,

I am commanding you to avenge my soul,

For I will be the never-ending toll.

                                                                   

The End

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