I have nightmares
About the best people,
And I have beautiful dreams
About the ones
That I'm missing.
Whichever path I travel,
Waking up
Is always the nightmare,
Because when I see
Your hazel eyes,
And feel
Your hurricane touch,
My mind is at peace.
But the only peace
You bring me
Comes in my sleep,
And when I awake,
I realize
That you
Are universes over
And the only way
I will ever
See your hazel eyes,
Or feel
Your hurricane hands
On mine,
Is in a delusion
That works under my order.
But reality
Will always be harsh,
For I do not live in my mind.
I exist in a world
Where I only love
What I cannot have,
Where I do not love
What I can have;
Where I cannot have
What I love,
A reality,
Where you cannot
Love
Me.
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The Diary of a Fallen Girl
PoetryThere is no relief. Only love, And death. *** This is dedicated to everyone who has broken my heart before. Thank you. *** {Highest Ranking: #315 in poetry} {Trigger Warning}
