Am I ghost?
Just a entity made to be a host.
Hosting parties but never noticed.
I can't even stay focused.

Am I invisible?
It's like I've been ran over with a vehicle.
I'm not even able to pick up my feet
Today I've been walking in defeat.

Shaking and turning as I sleep
Worried that the blade will go too deep.
These nightmares consume me
Will I ever be free?

I said I love you
And you just read
I've made the effort to be there for your needs.
I love you.

I really do.
Walking around waiting for your call.
And when you don't i start to fall.

I hate being treated like I don't exist.
I knew the chances and I took the risks.
Now as the blades slides across my wrist.
I start turning my hand into a fist.

Blood flows from my veins onto the floor.
By the time you get here I will be no more.
Just know that you were my open door.
And then it shut, locked me out.

In this room full of doubt.

So am I a ghost?
You said you loved me the most.
Guess I was just the host.