Living With Ghosts
Well I can't sleep
Unwelcome thoughts of you out holes in all my dreams
Panic sits inside my chest so I can't breathe
Your name becomes the only word I speak
I hate what it's done to me
I'm still living with these thoughts
I'm still living with you words
And it's fucking eating me alive
And it persists
A throbbing ache built up by pain and bitterness
And in the end it's all just fucking meaningless
I still let it take control, I don't resist
I hate that I'm doing this
Consumed by vapor, ink, and lead
Unending conflict with the dead
No sighted exit
No release
Just let me rest, just give me peace