Ghost Walk

As the sun went down

And darkness approached

We waited with baited breath

Then out of the shadows, A man appeared

Dressed in Edwardian clothes.

Top hat and cloak

a cane in one hand

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A medieval city, haunted with charm

As he started his curious tales,

With a whisper of caution,

And an evil laugh

The story starts to unfold.

We strain to hear his words.

We look for ghosts in silence

.

Quietly walking through cobbled streets

Straining to see in the dark

Mist rises up from the ground

A eerie silence rests upon us

We stop by a vacant shop

And in the window a flickering light

A blood curdling sound from above

.

Heart beating fast, holding my breath

A cold damp feeling touches my neck

Sends shivers down my spine

As I peer through my fingers

The shadows dance around

In the flaming light

I wonder what is next

.

Then the wickedest of laughs

Resonates through my head

As the flickering flame disappears

And out of the shadows steps

Our guide with a smile and says

There no ghosts here tonight.

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Change is acomming

Eerie silence fills the air

the day has come for change

My choice, my change

The last day day has come

 

My comfort blanket of a job has stopped

whipped away, my choice

This is the end of an era

Jobs last day has come

 

There is an ache inside for what I know

a sadness for leaving it behind

apprehension for what comes next

I know that this will pass

 

I cant expect different if things stay the same

There is always a choice, which I grab

Today is the end of my comfortable job

On Monday a new chapter starts.