The Ghost of Sadness

I have been, broken, bruised, and bleeding 

yet my heart keeps on beating.

The pain here that I feel,

inside just won't heal.

I am the ghost that roams the land

Needing someone to hold my hand.

Why do you ignore me?

Can you hear? Can you see?

I cried out for help but no one came

Deep inside they are to blame.

I drop down and began to cry

Why I slowly die.

As blood begins to poor.

This will end my suffering forevermore.

Later I am found dead

With a gunshot to my head.

Only one person feels my pain,

but we'll see each other again

As I am up above

I can still feel your love.....