lonely ghost
alone with an ache inside her lifeless chest
swallowing reality like a bitter pill
praying for numb

please just love me
even
if
I'm
never
enough

clandestine

ghost girl sat chain smoking
puff, puff, puff

desperation lingered in the air much longer
and she had stopped trying to convince herself otherwise

day old mascara
thick smudges smear across the pillow

whiskey and the cure
If they could see me now
They'd never believe it

go cry in the corner ghost girl
no one here gives a shit