nothing to feel

[theonlypurpose]

I cannot feel
I’m not real
Just a ghost
A wandering host
Waiting for someone
To give me their soul

But I cannot take it
It would be selfish to break it
For that’s all that comes of me

Wandering years
Splintered in tears
Streets of wonder
Or streets I wander
Forever after
Not like your home

But I cannot take it
It would be selfish to fake it
For that’s all that isn’t me