my mouth is tired.
i can't seem to find a way to escape all the pain I borrowed
from the ledges of self harming,
from the clutches of disarming all the things I thought I knew.
How could this evil be inside of you?
tired soul. i understand where you went wrong.
fake at last, you spent so much time building it up.
well my walls arent cracking down and this love you thought you found..
isnt what you that it was.
i am so tired and sick because
You. You are. The enemy.
and, you. You are. What's the ghost inside of me and.
You, you are. All that's wrong, alarming me.
Get away, little ghost and get away.
get away little ghosty, get away. I don't want you here controlling all I've learned to fear.
Get away words in my head, get away.I was wise when I thought you dead.
I forget sometimes other people need help too. I forget sometimes I'm not as screwed as you. I forget sometimes that all this is is some sick game to make me win but I'm not winning; its a losing game.
Your name is on the banner of fame.
And I would give everything to make you see, all that's wrong inside of me.
Get away, things in my brain.
Get away sunshine and bring me the rain.
Get away all the things that make me sick.
And come happiness. And come to stick.
I try and run from things that make me cry.
I try and run from people who ask me why I cry.
I have no words to explain to you, the useless thoughts and things I do.
I just hope you see that somewhere there is a dead thing.
Waiting for the phone to ring. Wating for justice to bring down the hammer and souls of the rotted. Sadness begotted.
Forge ahead ghost. Forge ahead.
