Ghosts
Strong arms around me holding me tightKeeping me safe from the ghosts of the night
That plague my mind, over rule my brain
The ghosts that try to drive me insane.
I try to see beauty in this world all around
But the ghosts stay inside me, not making a sound
I struggle with memories that should be laid to rest
Memories of heartaches and hurts I detest.
They're here in the morning and all thru the night
They won't go away, try as I might
They stay in my mind at all times it seems
I feel them in the day time, then see
them in my dreams.
Who'll win this fight, me or the ghost
Who in the end will be able to boast
Of being the strongest, will it be me?
I hope so, cause then I know I'll be free.
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