Dreaming with a broken heart.


When dreaming with a broken heart,

Waking up is the toughest part.

The days are filled with love and red,

Making me feel all empty and dread.

Holding with the fear of not losing it again,

I am scared to feel the loss and pain.

It digs my past and reads every page of my past.

Haunts me that those happy dreams will never be ever cast.

Everything’s around is an illusion,

Everyone learnt their part of acting.

Everything inside my head turned unreal.

Everyone seems hallucinating and unclear.

Unchained desires floating in my heart,

Frozen in those moments that didn’t even last.

When dreaming with a broken heart,

Waking up is the toughest part.

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