Ghosts
In this dark room, i hear them walking at night
Look the other way, away from the door with no light
Shadows, apparations appearing from the dark
Human forms, playing about, meaning no harm
Footsteps awakening me, take a look around the house
Seeing nothing, but i'll catch them all without doubt
Still hearing them play, no stopping in sight
Feeling cold spots, hearing whispers, such fright
Hallucinations appearing, breathing, living shadows rot
Too dark to tell whether my minds playing tricks or not
Footsteps approaching the door to my dark room
Door squeaks open, as i raise up the shadow shines in the moon
Wiping my eyes, reopen them, the door slams shut
Scared, i decide to shout hey, only to hear a whisper saying what
All alone in this house, this place is haunted
Lost souls wondering about, im the one who brought them
Death surrounds me, wondering around my home
Parents thinking im going crazy, i have no fracture to my dome
Souls hurting, crying, bleeding, pleading to be freed
Turtore, pain, the piercings in thier heart, forced to live and bleed
Forever stuck between heaven and hell, stuck on earth
It all sums up to one pain, and that is for ghosts to be hurt
Im not crazy, things are hazy, they have nowere to go
Living dead, roaming in my home, poeple in forms of ghosts
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