Clarity

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I want to tell you...

I want you to somehow save me...

But after all you've been through...

My burdens will seem rather shallow quite possibly.


I want you to be real...

To nullify this pain I feel...

But you are nothing but a fantasy...

All the while reality is killing me.


I give too much and not enough.

I live vicariously, will I ever be free?


The two of us living blissfully.

Only until I wake and face reality.


I love you.

Though it will never be for my good.

I have to.

Though everyone says I never should.


You are my clarity.

My fantasy.

Breaking through my insanity.


You will never notice me.

Disparity.

Juxtaposed reality, nothing but a fantasy.


Years go by and it's still the same.

I'll just accept that I'm insane.


Someone just save me.

Keep me safe from my insanity.

Help me let go of the fantasy.

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