Emotions entombed in the past
There is no path forward for you now
Being bound to a ghost
And no way back

With each small cut you bleed
To feel love once more
So grows the constant gnawing need
As the tears fall hot and frequent
Your heart flutters and continues beating fast
Walking on glass

Imprisoned freely and willingly you are
You hold the key to freedom in your hand
Yet you cannot resist yielding to the ghost's demand
Though you retreat into the world of the forlorn
Often without being asked
Walking on glass.


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