# …realities…

Author: Jiblits
Tags: Poem

Imported from SF2 with no description.

The beds hollow, used to be filled with love

Now, only shadows look down from above

Like a bad dream, they shake in place

When light shows between the mornings, they make a distant face

The truth hides only, in a broken mind

It twists movement in memories, into something kind

Eyes only see what never became realities

Fantasies became delusional actualities 

Quietly, we talk in a room alone

It’s only imagined, but we share stories with such beautiful tone

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/Rm0DQAZm