Ghostly Guardian
I am the soft wind in the silent night
the cold chill at your side
the lingering shadow following you
the one thing that will always come through
What am I?
I'm not sure, whether its a shade or a ghost
I haunt this world without a motive
I walk these streets with no purpose
so why am I here?
I see everything around me
I observe but never interfere
From the burning flames of run down houses
to the peaceful drops of rain
I see all and always retain
I look at this world, always questioning
Am I here to save or destroy
one never really knows
Why should fate be up to me?
To many, I don't exist.
But to some I do.
Because I am the soft wind that protects you from the worst
the cold chill that will never let you hurt
the lingering shadow that fought for you
and the one and only thing that will always come through