Dread
Every morning I wake up
with a dead dream in my head,
The ghost of separation haunts me,
and has trapped me in its web.
I can't clearly see its face,
there's only sound,
Laughs over me and says
Your love is merely a game
of lost and found,
where you only lose,
to break your heart again and again,
to smear yourself in grey and blue.
And I'll keep haunting you,
because I'm a part of you,
I'm you.
You got this... Dont lose the momentum champ💚
ReplyDeleteWell said Aditya
DeleteNo one is losing momentum sir... It's just a part of our inner self who sometimes dominates our other feelings and emotions. Thank you and keep reading... ❤
Deletethis is just awweeeesooomeee
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