The Road to Paradise

ghost

I'm in love with a ghost-
I reach out but you slip through my fingers.
it's hard to breathe this thin air,
you're far away but your presence still lingers

I can be slick but I get stuck in the mud-
I'm too slow to catch up,
too slow to find you.
if I can't crawl then how could I run?
would you try to find me too?

I can hear you in my dreams,
and I want to know all your thoughts.
I want to see your pretty face,
I want to see your smile.

I'll be the whore
I was meant to be,
I'll be the disappointment.
I don't want them to end up like me-
I'll stay like this,
it makes me happy.

I like making people angry,
and I love to be loved.

skinning myself is a hobby of mine,
so is burning my lungs.
my heart will break before I die,
but if I die I'll belong to you.

my lovely ghost makes me feel lonely,
he drifts in and out of time.
sometimes I feel like I'm a phony,
my whole life has been a lie.

pull me closer if you can,
or pick me a pretty flower.
I'm drifting away from your fading hands-
you're fading by the hour.

I'm in love with a ghost,
and the thing I hate about it the most
is that I can still see the shadow of you-
faint,
I could almost touch you but you're so far away