My Ghost

I call him my ghost.
He used to be my shadow
Back when he was still alive to my heart.
He would always be with me
When the lights cast him down,
When it was the opportune time,
When i needed protection or support...
After a year of Trial and Error
I have now realized that
He is no longer a shadow.
He is a ghost,
Feeding off my happiness and
Haunting my present day with past memories.
For those of you who want to know all about me,
Just ask him.
He's in my mind as he makes comments about
Everything, Everywhere, Everyone.
It's like I can never make another conscious choice again.
He's this being,
This dead entity to my heart.
I call him my ghost.