Hidden Secret

Hidden rapture
Voices in my head
Talking to shadows
When the rest of the world is dead

Watching in the silence
What no one else can see
Wandering in the lamplight
With footsteps naught should hear

Staring down so silent
A ghostlike memory
Finding myself walking
Once again where few can see

Linked to the stars
In a never ending sway
An uninvited guest
Where only ghosts should play

Thought it soon was over
Thinking once would be enough
But yet again I find myself
Walking through the mist

So very few can see me
So I fear each time I walk
That when I next return
My body would be lost