14 November 2012
Today I carry on, playing ignorant to your games, The world around taunting me, playing me.
Is it wrong to ignore? To believe in this false pretence? Or do I carry on, knowing the end result.
The sun rises, to another day, bringing glorious hope and desire, Then the black looms, like a dark heavy blanket on my heart.
I dream of your skin touching mine, caressing my soul, Only to be woken with an empty bed and clean sheets.
Dreams • Opuss № I