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Ghost In A Shell
My body a cardboard box
Can't take another flame of love
I'll burn up in flames, would that be a shock?
My soul can escape to retire above
Empty carcass of my soul
Broken parts and brittle bones
Nothing left to feel inside
Nothing that I feel inside
Sticks and stone may break my bones
But words can do no more
'Cause after all this hell
I'm just a ghost in a shell
Maybe I just need some help
Should I wanna get well, get well?
I don't feel unhealthy, don't feel myself
I'm fading away, it's my personal hell
Empty carcass of my soul
Broken parts and brittle bones
Nothing left to feel inside
Nothing that I feel inside
Sticks and stone may break my bones
But words can do no more
'Cause after all this hell
I'm just a ghost in a shell
What's the cure? What's the way?
How can I escape this fate?
When happy hurts and joy departs
And I can't feel my beating heart
And what's to stop me just for fun
Walking in a four-way junction
And laying down just for a while
Laying down with half a smile
I dream of it when I'm in bed
I dream of traffic in my head
Quick escape, a mercy play
But I know that this is not my way
Tomorrow is another day
Someday the pain will fade away
Give this ghost a spirit
And I will always wear it
With half a smile on my face
So yeah, I fell from grace
But when you hit rock bottom
The only way is up.
The only way is up.
The only way.
Is up.
Can't take another flame of love
I'll burn up in flames, would that be a shock?
My soul can escape to retire above
Empty carcass of my soul
Broken parts and brittle bones
Nothing left to feel inside
Nothing that I feel inside
Sticks and stone may break my bones
But words can do no more
'Cause after all this hell
I'm just a ghost in a shell
Maybe I just need some help
Should I wanna get well, get well?
I don't feel unhealthy, don't feel myself
I'm fading away, it's my personal hell
Empty carcass of my soul
Broken parts and brittle bones
Nothing left to feel inside
Nothing that I feel inside
Sticks and stone may break my bones
But words can do no more
'Cause after all this hell
I'm just a ghost in a shell
What's the cure? What's the way?
How can I escape this fate?
When happy hurts and joy departs
And I can't feel my beating heart
And what's to stop me just for fun
Walking in a four-way junction
And laying down just for a while
Laying down with half a smile
I dream of it when I'm in bed
I dream of traffic in my head
Quick escape, a mercy play
But I know that this is not my way
Tomorrow is another day
Someday the pain will fade away
Give this ghost a spirit
And I will always wear it
With half a smile on my face
So yeah, I fell from grace
But when you hit rock bottom
The only way is up.
The only way is up.
The only way.
Is up.
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