My Daily Hallucination

There are days I wish you were here to tell me its ok.

And then there are days where I wish you would'nt have lied to me.

And then there are times I wish I would have got out of my childish fanastys,

and looked at you, not just a quick glance but really looked at you.

And I would have seen your tired eyes, and the way your hands shook.

but now I'm here choking, and crying in the tub while your ghost holds me and tells me its ok

and I wish your ghost would go away

because I'm starting to fall apart at the seams

and I can't lie to myself and say its ok

because it just doesn't sound the same