My mind, a white canvas
Empty pages
Voids I can not fill

An empty room
Quiet everywhere
A deafening silence

A collapsed mansion
Broken glass around my feet
I can barely breathe

Boring Metaphors
Not even a  rhyme
It get worse with time

A king in coma
How long before he wakes up
Days, Decades or Never?

Tomorrow is yet another day

I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

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