Who am I?
If I know myself best
Why can\'t I answer?
I beg my heart to feel;
I beg my head to think.
I hear nothing but the rush of blood;
I can feel it racing in my veins
As words claw at me and plead for escape.
I\'m drowning in a sea of nothing
And no one saves me.
No one can hear my calls,
It\'s a sound their ears will never hear.
It\'s not their fault;
I\'m a ghost of a person
A shell of a former soul.
Those who have life in their veins
Cannot understand the black in mine.
Some with the purest souls have tried
To cleanse this parasite.
To exercise these demons that I hold close;
Not knowing I\'m draining their light.
Every moment spent with me
I can feel them drain,
I watch their glow and happiness flee,
Until they become
A monster like me.