Pitiful Mixture of Love and PsychosisI don't have enough room here, so just keep reading.
I've been alone and paranoid
Your tender touch on my skin awakens me
Before you, I wonder what I've been trying to avoid
I love being with you, can't you see?
Suddenly, I began to think about things
I'm beginning to worry
What I thought was real
Images of you are starting to get blurry
What's life's deal?
I refuse to accept this
To overthink reality is a risk
I long for my lover's kiss
What my partner and I have is love
No way in...Did I make this up?
Where is the fun; the Sun?
Sure, there is much to fear
Where are you, my dear?
What are the fake truths, what are the real lies
Have I just been imagining my whole journey?
What are the real colors of the sky?
If I've been decieved
There's no point in living
In what I have actually conceived
After all, what should I believe?
I'll die with my beloved
Even if he's nonexistent
Whether or not I've been unloved
We'll escape fear, reality...Far and distant
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