It's done; you're gone
It's been centuries since it happened inside my mind
I'm trying to accept it, I'm trying to find
If you're real, you wouldn't leave me behind
But you're just inside a dream.
And I'm waiting for it to be real
It can never happen
Even after years of waiting
Just a figment of my imagination
I convinced myself that you were here
You might be present somewhere else
Perhaps I was always mentally clear
But perhaps you're the just hell
I suffered uncontrollable nightmares
Something in my head tells me you're there
And that's something crawling through my fears
What a waste of tears!
I'll be better
I'll regret you forever
If you haunt me again, I'll haunt you more than ever
You were never there
To conclude this, we were once real
The dreams and feelings
This is what I thought it would be
The only true and good thing that has happened now is
I am free
YOU ARE READING
untrue (we were once real)
Thơ caWould I let go if it's close to reality or would I hold on if it's better in my fantasies? With the feeling of regret, I'll never recover if you're the nightmare. Is it real? Is it delusions? Is it UNTRUE?
