Treasure Island

Lucifera Santez

(4th feb / Belize)

Fantasy


With you I forget my worries in the world,
With you I forget its damn hell cold,
With you I never shed a tear,
With you I ditch my every fear,
Why is it like this?
Why the hell I do this?
I chase after you,
Chase after the perfection,
Which I have started to need,
Don’t know when it all changed,
From wanting you to needing you,
You are my mirage,
The perfect one,
But it was I, who created you,
Made you, perfected you,
To give me love and support,
Which I was always denied,
They say mirages don’t hurt,
They are figments of mind's eye,
I don’t know what to believe,
‘Cause you hurt me,
Slice my heart,
Shatter my soul,
It’s unbearable,
The pain, the agony, the despair,
I perfectly know you aren’t real,
But somewhere between times,
You have crossed my threshold of fantasy,
To the edge of reality,
I am stuck,
Somewhere between the two lands,
Not quite fitting in any of them,
Just wishing from the core of my heart
For someone,
Who could make them same.

Submitted: Sunday, July 21, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 22, 2013

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for Edward Derwent...........

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  • Thomas A Robinson (7/22/2013 10:55:00 AM)

    You are a dweller of two worlds
    blurring to the point there is no longer a boundry.
    Some might say it is a blessing in some cases
    but for you, you need a distinction of reality.
    Stay too long in the fantasy of love,
    it will remain a fantasy.
    A very good poem... I love the realism. (Report) Reply

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