My Dementia
Images of unruly scenes flickered in my head. Reality or Imaginary I couldn't tell. Surge of drowning sorrow consumed me.
I bleed.
I bleed.
posted by Dollistique at
9:15 PM
posted by Dollistique at
9:15 PM
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You can't live
the obsession that i pin
you can't love
the way i want it to be
you can't feed
my perpetual hunger for that union
you can't create
that very own little world we could share
you can't adore
like there s no other soul in your life
you can't cry
the emotions of my heart
you can't love a love
that consumes me through and through
you can't breathe
the air that i breathe
you can't fathom
the beauty of my soul
you can't comprehend
the romanticism of my thoughts
you can't see the world
as though i am the only one in your life
you cant live
the utopian world of ours that i would die for..
all these you can't
not your inability, not your incompetence,
just not in you, your mind,body and soul,
that i know.
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