Tunneled in my own
torments of hell
with no release.
Confused and dazed
by thoughts that I
find no escape.
Tricks of doubt
tickle what has
always been an
sureness.
Love him completely
but can no longer
take what little
is only ever handed.
Want what I know
fills my heart and
soul,tired of just
having that when we
lose all control.
Ready to find the
future that always
stands behind bars
teasingly saying
just maybe.
Taking just another
slice out of reality
waiting for my true
love to finally see
we are always meant
to be.
Real life can sometimes bring out the best or worse in people. Writing/reading can help you understand the difference.
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