Be As Before
When rejection eludes understanding,
anxiety places love on trial.
And you start scheming for just one more chance;
extrapolating hope from denial.
A heart haunted by unrequited love;
begins drifting between hope and disgust.
And pursuing fleeting shadows of joy;
it loses its ability to trust.
Accepting truth is a prerequisite
if love is to have any chance at all.
For shackled to an inflated ego;
lies will only intensify your fall.
Reality can seem to disappear,
isolated in your fanciful dreams.
And depression becomes your nemesis;
fueling frustration and silent screams.
Unfulfilled dreams morph into delusion;
resulting in an inward migration.
And walling off your heart, you fantasize;
amidst illusions of your creation.
As trickling tears threaten to drown your heart,
happiness starts slipping away once more.
And you try to turn back the hands of time;
so that everything could be as before.
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