Insomnia

I have to think of you to block out the nightmares in my head.

I still believe in the love that is going dead.

The only thing I know is real is your reflection by my side,

and the memories we made living in this life.

Your love is a drug and addiction, slowing me down with each step.

Impossibilities are racing in my head, everything I should have said.

Memories of you are on repeat in my brain,

everything you've ever done to leave me behind.

I lie awake with a vision blurring the lines,

reality is way too much for me anymore.

I hate myself for letting you leave without me.

I know that you weren't just a dream.

I can barely feel my heart, the beat of a corpse.

Your love is a flame within me, keeping me alive.

Your image helps me forget the pain,

and the reality of never seeing you again.