Sleeping with Ghosts

Ghosts and dead people run my life. It’s hard to connect with the living. I feel too much love and pain, it’s burning me up. It’s exhilarating and it’s tearing me apart.

heart shaped box

She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak
I’ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I’ve been drawn into your magnetar pit trap trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black

Nirvana