Is That You

You are in the shadows,

I hear your faint cries,

I feel the chill,

As you rush by.

When did you die?

This manifestation you gave,

Informs me,

That you came from your grave.

 This mourns me.

Is that you?

Where will you go too,

What will you do?

A ghost,

Or merely a hoax?

Mystifying.