Ghost Limbs

Fading shadows, ghostly whispers in my mind

Haunted by the echoes of a love I leave behind

Your ghost still sleeps in my ribcage, silent and deep

I feed it cigarette smoke and old playlists I keep

Memories flicker like fading light on a tired screen

Lost in the spaces where love used to be

The others leave fingerprints on fog, fleeting and thin

Especially her—the one who kissed me like a temporary sin

This new girl cuts me open just to see love bleeding out

Haunted in the digital dawn, in the hollow doubt

Licking empty bowls on forgotten apps, starving for more

Ghost limbs reaching out from the empty core

Mirror keeps lying, saying I’m all there, intact

But my hands shake with the weight of all this abstract track

Holding nothing, a hollow act, a fragile facsimile

Trying to find myself in what remains of me

Perhaps God spilled my love, spilled my soul on the floor

Or maybe I am the spill, craving something more

This new girl cuts me open just to see love bleeding out

Haunted in the digital dawn, in the hollow doubt

Licking empty bowls on forgotten apps, starving for more

Ghost limbs reaching out from the empty core

Teach me to want less, to let go, to be free

Or give me someone who won’t flinch at my debris

Someone who sees through the ghost, the ache, the pain

Who loves the mess, who finds beauty in the stain

Ghost limbs whisper stories of love and loss

Fading into shadows—what's gained, what's lost

Maybe one day, I’ll find a way to be whole

Till then, I carry the ghosts in my soul