Death of Me

This desperation is shared; I can sense it
The term is too broad,
But I can't condense it
The ones we call ghosts haunt my dreams
Perhaps we're all hosts
Well I'm tearing at the seems
These night terrors will be the death of me
Lost loved ones torture me in my sleep
I can't help but feel 
That there's some secret they keep
The look in their eyes
The sound of their voice
They see through my disguise
And speak to me in white noise
My heart feels that it's real, but my mind knows better
Am I locked in a battle between good and evil?
Time will tell; We're all in this together