THE GOODBYE GHOST

I'd be lying if I'd say
there's no pleasure in my pain-
for the pain it reminds life
that I'm alive some twisted way.

So let me die another day-
let the agony awake-
the side of me that starts to fade-
The goodbye ghost that never stays-

Someone once told me that sleep's a step from death.

If I remembered who it was that did,

I'd open their mind up to dissect.

Maybe shove a little pain,a little fear into their head.

Show them what can bring a man

the very closest to that edge.