I Want to Go Home
It felt like an eternity
Before I was free
From my solitude called
Home.
I still couldn't drive,
But I
Was
Allowed to go out,
Not that I went
Anywhere.
I remember how we
Went on adventures.
That's what
You
Called them.
These places,
These random places.
They were our little
Adventures.
I didn't care
Where we went,
Or where we
Were
As long as
I was with you.
You were my favorite place.
My adventure.
My home.
You were my home...
You Became My Nightmare
I keep dreaming.
Dreams are beautiful, like you.
You were my dream, my beautiful dream.
But just like some dreams,
You became a nightmare, my nightmare.
You're a ghost that lingers in the darkness.
And there you are,
Haunting me within the shadows of my mind.
I wake up, and you still remain a ghost.
You're the entity that dwells with me.
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With Her Must I Wonder
Poesia"I often dream of memories. Or rather, my memories have just become dreams to me. Wishes and wants that I will never have." What would you do if you lost the lost of your life? How would you handle it? Could you handle it? This is a collection of po...
