visioneerie

our fond memories have turned into nightmares your reflection haunts me, chases me in the autumn wilderness like the only flower struggling to live. pulling me, suffocating me in the slow oceanic monstrosity. then the sun begins, a new ray after darkest dawn and you destroy me every morning. shattering me, as the notifications chime. who were you? were you a fragment of my imagination? what was real? if yes, when did you die? why was I in the dark? you had me believing all this while, a stupid bitch singing love songs in the dark. now I sing dark songs in bright light. I gave you my heart, you told me how crazy I got with every passing day. had me believing in my flaws. you had me believing in all the wrong places, in the wrong light. I thought I had you, But only your selfish heart. I thought I knew you, But just your facade. you are not my love song. you were never my song to sing. last night, I wrote you on a paper, wrapped it around a stone and threw in the slow dance of death. wat...

I like talking to a mirror She stares blankly at me. Holds no grudges, no expectations. Stands there, witnessing my epiphanies. I watch back at her, The blank glances have no sobriety, No sense of time or reality. Stuck there in a never-ending loop. Where was her origin? Only if she could feel the passing moons. Just a mere reflection. I smile, she smiles back. As if she has lost all cheers. Only a bot of mine. But my entire reflection, Lies in front of my eyes. That is her, she is me.  I don't even believe in what I feel.