It wasn't you I fell in love with
it was who I made you in my head
the fantasies made up by me
at night, lying in my bedillusion, perfection,
all I could ever dream of
but if nothing of all that's real,
what is it even worth?every evening I hear your voice
saying words to me you never will
and sometimes I am so far gone
that time starts standing stillI feel your hand
where you will never touch
I feel emotions,
chaos, I feel so muchthe longer I let myself drift away
the further I sink from reality
and that's when I start floating away
detaching completely from gravitylike castles of glass, so fragile
shattering if looked at too close
but bittersweet and beautiful
like deadly thornes of a roseonly the moonlight knows my desires now
the stars, they know my soul
the sky at night listens to me,
even after having lost controlControl of this fantasy had long been lost
as my once warm heart started beating cold
reality, a sword of frost
our love story never to be told
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Chaos In My Mind
Poetry𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑀𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑜ℎ 𝑠𝑎𝑦 ... This is a book of some poems I've written r...