Ghouls

I wish I felt whole
Rather than feel stuck losing control 
Or slipping into a black hole
And obsessing over my conflicted soul
I try to fill the gap
But I’m so busy that things become overwhelmed, confused so they overlap
Then I feel like crap
Because everything I attempt I don’t succeed 
I maybe get what I want but never what I need 
It makes my heart bleed 
I’ve lost so much I’m tired of having to grieve 
But I carry on trying to believe 
That one day all the ghouls will leave