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I’m staring at the ceilinggg asking God if I’m still breathinggg

Every night I ask myself if this pain will soon be leavinggg

Was it the flowers? I know there wilted,

The miles on the road left the petals allitle tilted.

I drove through the night just to lay them at your door,

• Your ghost still lingers, it’s the only thing I’m receiving.

• I gave you my soul, now it’s me who’s left here bleeding.

• I whisper your name but the silence is deceiving.

• Prayers on my lips, but the ache’s not relieving.

But maybe dead roses don’t matter anymore.

I ask God the question am I still breathenn

Or am I a ghost staring at the ceilinggg

So I guess I’ll sleep soon but My heart weighs a ton, but I still keep believing,

Your shadow won’t fade, it’s the gift I’m receiving.

I gave you my all, now I’m left here just bleeding,

I call out your name, but the silence is cheating.

Prayers on my tongue, yet the pain’s unrelieving.