Ghost in my own home

Every morning wake up, feel the weight on my chest,

Body screaming loud but they say, “You should just rest.”

Migraine like thunder, every heartbeat’s a war,

Smile on my face, but I’m breaking at the core.

Purple in my feet, world spinning out of sight,

Fighting through the darkness every single lonely night.

Five long years, nobody heard my cries,

Now they look away while the pain lives in my eyes.

Tell me where’s the love when I needed it the most?

I’m surrounded by people, still I’m talking to a ghost.

Heart full of scars that nobody can see,

Wonder if this world still got a place for me.

I’m still breathing, even when I’m barely holding on,

Still standing through the storm when all the hope feels gone.

Family turned their backs, left me drowning in the rain,

Now I’m carrying this world with a body full of pain.

I don’t need your pity, I just wanted someone near,

Someone who would listen instead of feeding all my fear.

Every tear I hide became another battle won,

I’m still here… I’m not done.

Mental scars deeper than the bruises that you see,

Everybody judging what they’ll never have to be.

Calling me dramatic, saying “You’ll be alright,”

While I’m praying just to make it through another sleepless night.

Empty conversations, empty chairs at the table,

Guess love only matters when they think you’re stable.

Built these walls high ‘cause my trust fell apart,

Now I’m writing all this pain with a bleeding heart.

If you hear my voice, don’t mistake it for defeat,

Every word’s another step that keeps me on my feet.

I may bend, I may break, I may cry in the rain,

But tomorrow I’ll be fighting through the hurt again.

I’m still breathing, even when I’m barely holding on,

Still searching for the light before another dawn.

Maybe one day someone sees the soul behind the pain,

Not the tears, not the scars, not the losses or the blame.

Till that day I’ll keep writing every truth I’ve ever known,

‘Cause even in the darkness… I’ll build a place called home.