Delusional Dreams:
As dark clouds fill my mind,
Their shadows cast over my heart,
Like a clock, you cannot wind,
Still ticking, but will not start.
Paralyzed delusional dreams;
The truth in me sleeps silently.
In hibernation, so it seems,
To be awoken by your memory.
Past sceneries haunt my weary eyes,
Your fragrance lingers heavy in the air,
Echoes of your voice that cries,
Memories of the smiles you'd wear,
Voices of you and I, so much pain,
Relentless mention I was so wrong,
I still see you in my forlorn brain,
I was so weak, you were too strong.
(A collaboration with Darren White)
Copyright © White Wolf | Year Posted 2017
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