If I were to read your mind

What a tale your thoughts would tell,

Just like a shrouded spectre,

On the verge of your own twisted hell.


If I should fall apart,

Where would I seep to, and would I let me be?

I belong to my destiny,

For if I should ever be set free,

Only ghosts and pain would nestle with me.


Am I somewhere in the corner of your mind,

An old tale you dare not tell,

Just like the scar of an old wound,

A time healed imprint on your cold shell.


Do you see me when you close your eyes at night,

Do you hear me calling up from hell?

Am I the tear on your cheek?

The one that dries before you wake?


I should never be set free,

From your minds eye I stare forever more,

Stationary on the bench of your heart,

A darkened cell with no window or door.


Am I far away tonight,

Or do you feel me in your blood

Am I on your mind,

In the grace of our happiness, as I should?


I can feel your heart,

I am torn apart as I shriek and scream on my knees,

A feeling is but a dream...

So I should never be set free,

As long as I'm a ghost that you can see.


I feel the heat,

Of your passion as it blinds my starry eyes,

Spinning like a morning star,

As it shreds me like your lies,

Am I miles away now?

...cause you are

Or do I cling to your every waking thought?

...cause you do