Fear of Ghosts

Like a feeling that I'm down

Deep inside my heart

Like I'm looking out through splitting blood red

Windows in my heart

From a higher up than heaven

And a harder down than stone

Shake the fear that always clawing

Pulls me clawing down alone

As I spitting, splitting, blood red

Breaking windows in my heart

And the past is taunting fear of ghosts

Is forcing me apart

And the further I get

From the things that I care about

The less I care about

How much further away I get

And the further I get

From the things that I care about

The less I care about

How much further away I get

I am lost again

With everything gone

And more alone

Than I have ever been

I expect you to understand, to feel it too

But I know that even if you will

You cannot ever help me

Nor can I ever help you

Nor can I ever help you

Never ever help you