I am a ghost writer,
but I am not dead.
I am the spirit who writes stories
in your head.
Whether in night dreams,
   or in daydreams,
I write stories for thee.

When you lift your pencil,
I am the shadow you cast;
Dark, dramatic, and infinitely vast,
the stories you write come from me.
When you stop and think,
   “I just can’t write today!”
Stop! and call on me;
for I am the ghost writer in your head,
   dark and dramatic,
   who writes infinite stories for thee.