Spirit!

Out came the spirit from the chimney
The funny hat it wore, spells of death, sickness and agony
It jumped from the chimney
and landed on the green

Smiling brightly as it taken control over me
Telling me things and drilling them in me
I close my eyes, wishing it is not aftering me

The cold breeze blew and eat into my dry skin
There is no amount of clothings, that could shield me from chilling

My chapped lips quivered and stares straighten.
The little spirit still watching over me.
Mocking at my fears and started to telling me things

I shut each word out, by shaking my head hard
“I dun believe! Oh I dun believe!”

But every little words turned into little mini ants
They started crawling all over me
And invaded my mouth, eyes and ears

“These are for you for not obeying me!”
I gasped for air and stare blankly
I hugged my knees tightly

“No no, don’t tell me! I wish to hear nothing!”
“Stop speaking to me!”
“Stop telling me things!”
“Why can’t I be left alone and do my own things!”

The little surreal spirit stood up right in front of me
“That’s simply becos, you are me! You are your own spirit!”