The Realms - Poetry

NIGHTMARES


Strike by daylight, the mirage of my soul.
Still I remember...

The orchid bride reveals a silver grimace,
So I rush through the cursed attic.
Why couldn't he refrain from betrayal?
His only beloved.

To my spectral cavern i run.
Bludgeoning my celestial spirit with such arrogant actions.

Does it make you happy to know you have broken through,
Past the illusionary wall, and into the depths of my thought?

My persistence gave me something to believe in.
Now, all i have is the chaotic carelessness,
And things I care not to share with you.

Steer away from the easterly cavern...just let me be.


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