Is it just deja vu
Or I'm I just a creature of habit
I'm I cursed to always give
Forever falling ,never fallen for
Is all I think and want simply for slumber?
Are all the signs something I create
I know I misread, misinterprete
I overthink, overexpect
But so does everyone!
And they still get to live their dreams
But here I am questioning mine...
Here I am drawing out my thoughts
Here I am fighting my worlds war...
Iced and glued in the same loop...
Running through a story too fictional
You do so much to me, I crave it
But so little for me, I hate it
I should probably end this
But I don't
I know I can't
You're what I dream, what I scream
You're what I want
Not what leave...
Not in life and never in slumber...
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