I'm ready to die and become a ghost
Not your love could ever save me
Not any love
Not myself
When my insides were always constricted by razor wire
And sharpened knives live close to my heart
And poison is my answer
And unhappy endings

I've had my moment of joy
And it's all over now
I can look forward
But I see not much but darkness

I'm ready to become a ghost
As I always feared I would
A lost soul, misunderstood
A broken heart
When my fingers were always lightning bolts
And I am nothing but a hurricane
The brutal squalls of water
Longing for peace

I was always a hand to hold
Reaching out
When no one reaches back
She tells me that she misses me

I'm ready to die
And roam forever
Haunting those who are haunted by memory
She tells me that's she'll miss me
I know she won't
And however can my soul
Rest in peace?