Ghosts

I can't believe you did this,

Why would you do this to me?

All I wanted was you,

And wanted to be free.

You stabbed me in the back,

With the knife I gave you to protect yourself.

You were my slice of heaven,

Yet all you ever did was give me hell.

You killed me,

And now I live like a ghost.

I miss when you made me feel alive,

Now you just force me into silent comatose.

I wish there was a way out,

But I already made my mistakes.

I'm done being a ghost,

Now I live.