to see or not to

I wish
i could say I’m seeing ghost
but i’m seeing things
that are not there
people who’ve never been
things that don’t exist
figuring if i’m tired
or crazy
losing the last bits of my sanity.
hoping I don’t see you
on the bench
by my floor
or in the hall
near my door.
i’m seeing things
that are not there
or a they
its just me
who isn’t here
-dreads

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