Phantom Limb (Explicit)

It isn't there

I feel it still

A ghost of me

Against my will

I reach for it

To turn the page

A sudden fit

Of silent rage

I feel the cold

Upon the skin

A story told

From deep within

I make a fist

That isn't there

A phantom tryst

With empty air

The doctors say the nerves still fire

A faulty message on a wire

A memory that builds a pyre for a limb I don't have

It isn't there

I feel it still

A ghost of me

Against my will

I feel an itch

A silent twitch

I cannot scratch

A broken latch

It has a weight

A heavy date

I have to keep

When I'm asleep

A sudden shock

Around the clock

A jolt of pain

A acid rain

This isn't flesh, this isn't bone

The limb I lost was not my own

It was your hand inside my hand, and now I'm alone

It isn't there

I feel it still

A ghost of me

Against my will

The ache is you

And what we knew

The cold, your side

Where you should hide

The spasm's when

I see you then

In someone's face

In this dead place

I try to grip

My fingers slip

On what we lost

The final cost

There is no cure, there is no pill

A part of me is with you still

An amputation of the soul that never will heal

It isn't there

I feel it still

A ghost of me

Against my will