It's merely a delusion,
One that my imagination has fed
I plead for a solution,
To a problem,
That you tell me is an illusion
But this is real,
It might be invisible,
But it's there, underneath
The subtle cues I give,
You pass off as nothing but crazy
Even when I'm crying,
Before your very eyes
My pain is out of sight
Just like,
How I'm out of my mind
Every tear I shed is just another one of my 'issues'
Anything I say is passed off as the words of a fool
Go ahead,
Laugh at me
Smile as you watch my skin bleed
It's alright
After all,
Nothing hurts when you've lost your mind
But it does,
It hurts
It fucking burns
And you sit there with blatant cruelty,
And watch me be consumed by the fire,
Are you so blind,
That you would tell me I'm fine,
While you observe my writhing on the cold ground,
Watch me struggle to stand and fight,
An endless army
Have you the audacity,
To send me to a psychiatrist
For the agony,
You say isn't a real problem
Does your ignorance,
Have no end
You say that it's just a dream,
Another wild product of my imagination,
Just another fantasy,
While I crumble in plain sight
It makes me wonder,
Would you still smile,
If when you left me in broken tears, left me to cry
Left me in bitter abandon
As you watched me die
Would you tell me it's just an illusion?
As I slowly bled out of gaping wounds, losing my very life
Would you still say it was all just a delusion?Inspired by,
Human- Krewella
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Dream
PoetryWe all dream, it's just that some dream to escape their living nightmares.