…realities…
Story by Jiblits on SoFurry
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