this halloween,
i wish you'd go as the person i used to know
because then i'd have a day
to communicate with someone who's not a ghost

your stare locked with mine 'til it slipped out of socket
when you passed in your car today
like an ultra-violet ray
that caught me one day
at first you gave me color, but now i'm burned

i guess you died when you died to yourself
when you died to feel joy through somebody else
but you still creep, like a snail without a shell
you seeped into purgatory as your soul fell

there are fountains
brim-filled with the likes of you
they got tossed away
for a wish of another
your ghost face got swallowed up
by the tears in the well
and you drove right past your loved ones
without a fare-thee-well

i guess you died when you died to yourself
when you died to feel joy through somebody else
but you still creep, like a snail without a shell
you seeped into purgatory as your soul fell