Three

three times i have felt dead souls
three times they have come
three times they have come at night
three times they have hovered at the end of my bed
three times they have awoken me
i feel them
they paralyze me
they come closer
at times i feel a light touch
I don't know who they are
they do not speak to me
yet I hear them
do they come to say hello
do they come to say goodbye
do they need to see me before they go

i don't know
i never will