Haunted.

There's a ticking in my head,
And it's getting louder day by day,
It gets louder by the second,
And you force it all to stay.

There's a knawing in my stomach,
It's rotting in my core,
There's not much pain at first,
But you cause much much more.

The ticking in my head,
It's not a clock at all,
A bomb's be planted in my skull.
"Blow apart that fool."

I haven't slept for days it seems,
The world is strange to me,
The whispers in my head are screams,
And you're all that I see.

Let's act like we still belong,
Like we're really meant to be.

But the ticking in my head,
Is the only way I'm free.