Fear of ghosts

Like a feeling that i'm down
deep inside my heart
like i'm looking out through
splitting blood red
windows in my heart
from a higher up than heaven
and a harder down than stone
shake the fear that always clawing
pulls me clawing down alone
as i spitting splitting blood red
breaking windows in my heart
and the past is taunting
fear of ghosts
is forcing me apart
and the further i get
from the things that i care about
the less i care about
how much further away i get...

i am lost again
with everything gone
and more alone
than i have ever been
i expect you to understand
to feel it too
but i know that even if you will
you cannot ever help me
nor can i
ever help you