Ghosts - Adaliah

Can you feel these phantom limbs?

These memories will stay memories that I no longer sway

I’ve fallen short and I’m still broken from the path you’ve chosen

I will no longer dread, I am no longer dead

You were never alone, it was all in your head

And I can’t deny… I can’t deny my chest is swollen

I did this to myself… and I’d go through hell for you and no one else

And can you feel these phantom limbs?

Here I am with hands behind my back

I will break the mold around me

You swear that I have changed but I’m starting to stabilize

Your passion burns out

Only time will rid this shame that sits inside my brain

Reoccurring patterns never end unless something in here changes

I’ve got to fill empty spaces

Distractions and familiar faces

It’s getting harder every day

It’s getting harder to pretend that you’re still there

I guess I still believe in ghosts

All I do is stare but there’s no one there

I guess I still believe in ghosts