I believe ghosts are real Cause I saw them more than twice My fears are their meal Their look freezes me like ice
They follow me any place I go Cause I haven't paid my due And reminding me I did it wrong Well I am still sorry too
I do believe ghosts exist My mistakes keep them alive They go and come as mist Will they stop tormenting my life?
They're even smarter than me When I face them, they laugh Will They ever let me be free? Will I ever stop being their toy Will I ever stop being their calf
But they made felt I was the worst When I was in this unbroken curse And I even believed I was the ghost But at some point this was gonna burst
And I paid the good **** price Of seeing them like thousand times Never thought hell can be made by ice When you see me directly into my eyes
But thanks to them I’ve learned When you let go your fears and regrets The alarms will stop being in burning red These ghosts will finally leave your head And they will never return from death
Cause once your fears and regrets You get them out of your head Is when you will finally know The ghosts are finally gone, The ghosts will be finally dead
This a poem about how anxiety and fear or any bad feeling can haunt you for the rest of your live, unless you get them out of your head that's when you know they'll be finally dead.