If ever i was me

He died inside me
left to new fresh flesh

i wasn't me already
but he came to me

words he wrote that day
the note on the wall herwining play

am fool i,v made her, sleep away
the ghost inside, turns one by three

this is me sure he knows
this is me ,in inner surface

loud in my mind he needs a space
white ink sloping kurt remains

soci anxs , fopi fear
little itchy , static electricity

the ant bites in my mind
the bugs moving on my skin

the tears in my eyes
reflects a creepy clown

my thoughts are sloping
into the dark empty swirls

i ain't so sure
your word in my mind

one question before i take this flesh out
who is me , are you living in my head