Fear of Ghosts

Like a feeling that I'm down Deep inside my heart Like I'm looking out through splitting blood red Windows in my heart From a higher up than heaven And a harder down than stone Shake the fear that always clawing Pulls me clawing down alone As I spitting, splitting, blood red Breaking windows in my heart And the past is taunting fear of ghosts Is forcing me apart And the further I get From the things that I care about The less I care about How much further away I get And the further I get From the things that I care about The less I care about How much further away I get I am lost again With everything gone And more alone Than I have ever been I expect you to understand, to feel it too But I know that even if you will You cannot ever help me Nor can I ever help you Nor can I ever help you Never ever help you