I live with a Ghost inside of me.
His cold fingers scratching at the back of my heart constantly.
I live with a Ghost haunting my side.
He is the reason for the subtle breaks in my stride.
And I keep telling myself if I can just leave it all behind,
If I can leave and give myself time...
But not even time can break
what will never completely leave my mind.

I have all this scratching
and leaking
at the edges of my mind
that I know I can’t fight off
forever.

Sometimes people lose
their subconscious drive to try
all at once
in one day
and just go crazy,
but then I think
my most alluring thought
of all
is that I can't wait
for it to happen
to me.