Am I really that delusional?
I had a dream last night.... that I finally got a message from you.... saying yes I do care more than I should. You are not crazy. Yes I do want you. I want to give you the world and then some. A confession of love. Something.... anything....
Am I really that delusional?
The way you spoke to me was more than kindness. There was feeling behind every word... a meaning. You spoke so beautifully, it can't be an ugly lie.... right? You can't say those things and not feel something... anything... right?
Am I that delusional?
I must be.... because I keep waiting for something I will never get... hoping for something I will never get... that I truly am delusional to think... this is it. What I been wanting for so long is finally here...
You did it again, you delusional fool... will you ever learn? Those beautiful ones will hurt you everytime... you will always lose. Get out of your head, you delusional fool.... stay in your nightmare reality. There is no hope. It's just an illusion. .
My heart betrayed me once again... I shall never learn what love truly is. What was so beautiful was just another facade...
I am that delusional.....
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Bed of Black Roses
Poetry"In my bed of black roses, I feel no sadness. I feel no pain. There is no more darkness. I feel.....at peace." -Manie Personal thoughts of a dark soul.
