Ghosts
The door shouldn't be opened but still it remains unlocked
Just don't cry for help when the gun is cocked
Demons just waiting to rip you limb from limb
Choking on water and blood to thick to swim
Your ship sets sail on the sea's mass
You run from the ghosts that hide inside your past
I'm running away
Running away fast
Stopping me shouldn't be a choice
Just stop, Kick back, Laugh, Rejoice
Have fun as I sin in tears
Hiding from the ghosts that fill my fears
Copyright © Jake Brown | Year Posted 2009
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