Walking away from my own shadows
haven't seen a single day of light
given up on every spirit around
one soul I search , its your ghost
Friends say life has to go on
makes sense but why does it hurt
some demons we make of ourselves
some are mistakes we never did intend
I say this with all conviction and thought
I'm only human sometimes I get lost
for reasons that seem unworthy of me
sins are forgiven, burdens I carry
Casual conversations I hide within
slight ray of sunshine sometimes I find
Shy from you ghost, shed a tear or two
where I walked once there was you.
