I wandered around the paths we took
Hoping it brought that peace of mind
But the tricks started playing again
So everything wrong turned verecious

In a life of perfectly filled instances
There was nothing that meant more
But there were spinkles of dismay
That you mist with your delusions

When dreams began to yonder
And I wished them to be forever
But whatever must’ve been untrue
As you came back as illusion afar

What I wanted to make of myself
Was marred by what I had for love
But the bubble was burst in no time
Because paranoia was none but you

Published by Quotidian Blessing

InfoSec Director|WIT Mentor-Protege Vice Chair|ATA Convention Women's Forum Chair|Published Poet

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