On the outside

　　If I stare real hard at my veins 　
　　It’s silent under the dim lights 　 小荷作文网 www.zww.cn
　　But if I listen more closely- 　 小 荷 作文网 www.zww.cn
　　It sighs 　
　　Echoes into the running streams 　
　　I often wonder 　
　　What is running inside this body? 　
　　Is it really this liquid of blood? 　
　　That everyone fears. 　
　　Everynight when I stayed awake 　
　　I hear a wiping ghost 　
　　Her voice died out 　
　　As I closed my eyes 　
　　The fluid that fills me up 　
　　Is not as strong, and less red.