Would you miss me if I was dead?
Damn these pounding voices in my head
Could you breathe with the regret of knowing I had nothing left?
Your good intentions left me with tension
Full of promises that were never kept
Dare I mention my heart is clenched and my silence is a measure of self-respect?
Hollowed deeply in these walls
A passing whisper that quietly calls
is the ghost of who I thought you were
I feel you from time to time
I hear your heartbeat echo in mine
You’re the ghost of what we never were
Let the dead speak
You follow me like a shadow
Taunting me with memories that show
What once was & will never be
Oh God, make her stop haunting me
Lay to rest what could never be
Bury the past and let the dead sleep