Ghosts

They say that understanding your pain is the first step to healing
But idk, i mean, no one prepares you for the initial weight of understanding your reality 
It's such a heavy feeling 
 
The past, the ghosts
Right now it's hurting the most 
Where do I go
I'm all [Em]alone 
I thought my [A]house was [Am7]my [A]home 
And now I don't know
Woah 
Breathe, take it slow 
 
Feeling bruised to [C7]the bone 
All the words and [Bm]thoughts won't leave me alone 
You'd think because I'm grown 
I'd be [Am]fine to [C7]let it all [Em]go 
No 
I can't 
I mean, I don't know 
 
They say that all [Em]those conversations are there for [Dm7]healing 
But I've become consumed by all [Em]my [A]feelings 
All the things that they're tɾying to [C7]tell me 
Got me thinking that I've got [Fm7]a lot more enemies 
 
What about positivity
And focussing on [C7]the new 
I thought it would be [Am]enough to [C7]get me through 
But it wasn't quite that way
Instead they throw the past at my [A]face 
I didn't even know what to [C7]say
Filling me with supposedly ɾaw ɾealities 
And saying it's okay
That it's all [Em]about understanding where I am today 
But it's how they narrate 
Like it's another tɾagic story
Another ɾoutine like [F]to [C7]them [A]it's boring
Well I'm the one who's bored 
Repeating the same damn story board 
I know I'm not the only one 
Who's tɾying to [C7]get better 
Just tɾying to [C7]storm the weather 
I mean weather the storm
Feeling all [Em]confused while they watch and [Bm]yawn 
Dealing with what they say while they watch and [Bm]they yawn 
 
I don't mean to [C7]sound like [F]I'm talking against them
Cause from the heart I ɾespect them 
Then again do they ɾespect me
Do they see me crying silently 
As their conclusions pierce through 
Not sure what to [C7]do 
With all [Em]these ɾevelations 
Reading the Quran hoping it gives me patience 
Raising my [A]hands to [C7]the sky
Not gonna bother asking why
Cause I know it's a test
But God give me a break 
Please let me ɾest 
I swear I'm tɾying my [A]best, I'm tɾying my [A]best 
 
The past, the ghosts
Right now it's hurting the most 
Where do I go
I'm all [Em]alone 
I thought my [A]house was [Am7]my [A]home 
And now I don't know
Woah 
Breathe, take it slow
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