Wraith

I'll be home for Christmas
Sitting all by myself
Alone and self forsaken
Refusing anyone's help

Too many mistakes
That I've made
Too many memories
I've lost along the way

Surrounded by empty bottles
Knowing it's too late
Wondering how I can still love
Something I've grown to hate

If I could turn back time
I would've taken a different road
Wish i could've seen
How things would unfold

To turn my back on everything
That I've ever held so dear
Just to wallow in self pity
And take comfort in my tears

Ashamed of what I am
Entered the forbidden gate
Dead in a living world
Nothing but a wraith