Be As Before
When rejection eludes understanding
Anxiety places love on trial.
And you start pleading for just one more chance,
extrapolating Hope from denial.
A heart haunted by unrequited love;
begins drifting between Hope and disgust.
And pursuing fleeting shadows of joy,
it loses its ability to trust.
You must hold truth as a prerequisite
if love is to have any chance at all.
For, shackled to an inflated ego,
lies will only intensify your fall.
Reality seemingly disappears,
isolated within fanciful dreams.
And depression becomes your nemesis;
fueling frustration and silent screams.
Unfulfilled dreams morph into delusion:
resulting in an inward migration.
And walling off your heart, you're imprisoned;
in a fantasy of your creation.
As acid tears begin to dissolve Hope,
happiness starts slipping away once more.
And you want to turn back the hands of time:
so that everything could be as before.
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