Dream; An eerie sense of awakening, a dark desire of death.
I dreamt that you really existed. But were you ever real?
Was it just my mind's cage where you lived and were perfect?
I idolised your exuberance. I worshipped your kindness.
To not be with you was easy, because you were with me all along.
But as I got stronger, you grew fainter.
I've lost sight of your image now.
Does it mean I've finally healed?
Or that I've been emptied of love?
I dreamt that you really existed. But were you ever real?
Was it just my mind's cage where you lived and were perfect?
I idolised your exuberance. I worshipped your kindness.
To not be with you was easy, because you were with me all along.
But as I got stronger, you grew fainter.
I've lost sight of your image now.
Does it mean I've finally healed?
Or that I've been emptied of love?
2 comments:
very Elegant - i like The ending "Does it mean I've finally healed?
Or that I've been emptied of love?"
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