This is Ghost Penn’s most emotional album to date — a record carved out of grief, regret, survival, and the quiet strength it takes to keep going. Each track is a confession and a ghost story, a look at the weight we all drag behind us: the death of loved ones, the scars of PTSD, the silence of isolation, the sting of abandonment, and the heartbreak of love gone wrong. These songs don’t just tell stories — they hold space for the listener to see themselves inside the struggle. The Weight We Carry is proof that even in pain, there’s beauty, and even in endings, there’s light. This isn’t just an album — it’s a mirror for anyone who’s ever felt unseen, unheard, or undone.

🔒 Respect the Work. *All songs, lyrics, and recordings shared here are original works by the artist, Chris Pennington, and his affiliates.
They are protected under intellectual property law.
Please do not reuse, reproduce, remix, or distribute without written permission.

Disclaimer:
All songs are private property, owned by Chris Pennington and his collaborators. These recordings began with our performances; orchestration and refinement were assisted by AI, including some vocals.

I’m not looking for promoters, managers, or industry shortcuts.
I’m just writing what I feel—hoping it helps someone else feel too.
If my music resonates with you, let me know…
That’s enough to keep me going.

Thank you for listening.
– Chris Pennington (aka Ghost Penn)

Ghost Penn: The Weight We Carry

“Some places hold more than traffic — they hold memories, moments, and ghosts. This one is about the weight of what lingers when you cross the same bridge but life has already changed 🙏🏼”

Brooks Bridge

“Life after war gets messy — situations normal, all messed up. You come back changed, trying to catch yourself in the chaos, not knowing if the ones you love will still recognize you. This one is about admitting the damage, giving them the choice to walk away… but hoping they’ll stay. Even in the wreckage, there’s still breath, still love 🙏🏼”

SNAFU

“3am — when the room is quiet but your head is loud. PTSD rewinds the reel until it feels like now. This is survival music, for anyone haunted by the hours that don’t let you sleep. You’re not alone. We exist on the same plane and it can be a warzone 🙏🏼”

It’s 3am (PTSD)

“I don’t run in packs — I keep my distance. Isolation is a killer, burning us down to embers turning black. Strong on the surface, secretly dying just to have a talk. This is for anyone who’s felt unseen, unheard, unloved… a lone wolf carrying scars but still surviving. You’re stronger than you think — and you’re not as alone as you feel. Your pack… We’re out here too, carrying the same struggles 🙏🏼”

isolation.

The Weight We Carry

We’ll Find Our Way Again

🔒 Respect the Work. *All songs, lyrics, and recordings shared here are original works by the artist, Chris Pennington, and his affiliates.
They are protected under intellectual property law.
Please do not reuse, reproduce, remix, or distribute without written permission.

Disclaimer:
All songs are private property, owned by Chris Pennington and his collaborators. These recordings began with our performances; orchestration and refinement were assisted by AI, including some vocals.

I’m not looking for promoters, managers, or industry shortcuts.
I’m just writing what I feel—hoping it helps someone else feel too.
If my music resonates with you, let me know…
That’s enough to keep me going.

Thank you for listening.

– Chris Pennington