Misguided Ghosts Paramore Lyrics Novels & Stories

Only the faint echo of hurried footsteps retreating down the hall. “Wait! Please!” Sophia pressed her palms flat against the door, her voice breaking. “Come back! Who are you! Please… come back!” But silence swallowed her plea. Her chest rose and fell in sharp breaths, her heart hammering. Hope surged but with it came doubt, gnawing and relentless. Had she imagined it again? Has isolation finally frayed her mind to threads? Could she really not tell what was real and what wasn’t? Sophia then stumbled backward, clutching her temples. “No, no, no…” Her body shook as tears flooded again. “I can’t. I can’t trust ghosts. I just can’t–”

Audacus I never thought I'd see the day when I'd be begging. Not in this life or the last. And yet, here I was—drenched in pride I could no longer afford to keep, knocking on gates that had opened to me in silence before. "We do not open our gates to ghosts," the gatekeeper of the Seraphim Mountains said, not even bothering to look down at me. "I'm not a ghost," I said to him. "You walk like one."

Crystal tried saying but then the person who had picked up the call interrupted. “This is the phone of a dead human, please come help your family at the train station!” immediately the call ended. Crystal paused for a while wondering what she had just heard the other person say. She was only twelve years old and losing her parents wasn’t something she wished for. She sat down slowly on the couch and different thoughts popped into her head as tears ran down from eyes soaking her clothes. “My parents are dead” she mumbled looking lost alone in the house. After few minutes, she couldn’t take it anymore. She stood up from the couch , grabbed her bag from her room and left for the train station.

the man smiled at the audience. Kurt’s mother flashed an evil smile. Kurt and Annika were both stunned. They didn’t know something like this would come up. Catherine planned to embarrass Annika in front of many people, but what she didn’t know is that Annika was a good singer. Annika looked at Kurt’s mother with a smirk. It’s on, bitch. She stood up and gracefully walked to the stage. Kurt was nervous but he couldn’t do anything. Annika took the mic. “Hello, everyone. My name’s Annika. I am with my boyfriend, Kurt Morgan.” The spotlight went to Kurt. He waved his hand and smiled, but he was still nervous. “Tonight I will sing Girl On Fire and I dedicated this song to the mother of my boyfrie

“memories why are you so stubborn, We can’t let you go, And to you, we can’t hold onto. Memories why do you stay, Like a ghost who has an unfinished mess, And you do nothing but lay deep down. We wait for your voice to be heard out loud, But all we get is a silence with a deafening howl…” I said out loud and I was struggling to find the next line, so I started looking at the waves. They always help. “why can we not understand the message beneath, Why do we hear just a howl? Why can we not see what you do to us, By igniting the fire every then and now.

♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩♩ 🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵 Oh, the tears keep falling, like rain from the sky, I'm just a wounded soul, asking God why? How could he make love to another, so carelessly? My heart bleeds in silence, a love that'll never be. 🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵 𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞 Through anguish and despair, I'll find my way, I'll heal the wounds, as I face a brand-new day.

Your comments and votes , lets not even start on how positive and patient you all are with me I LOVE Y'ALL SO SO MUCH. Now onto the finale Loved me with your worst intentions Didn't even stop to question Every time you burned me down Don't know how, for a moment it felt like heaven Loved me with your worst intentions Painted us a happy ending Every time you burned me down Don't know how, for a moment it felt like heaven And it's so gut-wrenchin' Fallin' in the wrong direction Darkness Quiet Everything was quiet I was finally dead

I didn't let him talk anymore. "WHAT?" he asked. Almost a scream. I could sense the confusion he had on the other line, but with the noise in the background, I thought maybe he didn't just hear what I said. The noise was not music at all. It sounded more like the engine of some kind of motor. It wasn’t a plane and I was sure. "JUST PICK! YES OR NO?" I repeated in a scream on top of my lungs to make him hear it. "I-I DON’T KNOW WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT BUT I’M CHOOSING YES!"

As the plane took off, I finally exhaled—like something heavy had snapped loose inside me. Phone on airplane mode. Eyes shut. Real sleep, at last. Sleep I'd been chasing for years. Soft music played in my ears, and for once, the past felt far away. "Hedley Hart, you're finally free," I whispered, voice shaking. For years, I'd lived in her orbit. Loved her so hard I disappeared. Even after ninety-nine rejections, I never thought about quitting.

“It didn’t feel like fighting. It felt like… drowning.” Ghost’s gaze didn’t waver. “That’s what it feels like when someone breaks you down long enough. You start believing the water’s stronger than you.” He stepped closer, but not too close. Just enough that his presence anchored her. “But you’re still here. You didn’t let it take you.” Her eyes burned, tears stinging. She dropped her gaze, whispering, “I don’t know how much longer I can keep pretending I’m not broken.” “You are broken,” Ghost said simply. “We all are. Difference is whether you stay shattered, or let people help you put the pieces back.”