Waiting

Waiting

A Poem by Victoria W.
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Life's no fairytale.

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I could not stand seeing you this way.
Left restless and alone.
Left without hope.
I am behind and hollowed out.
I thought that we would work it out.
Perhaps, that is why they call it,
"Being a dreamer."
Except, this dream..
It just gets meaner.
How long can you go?
Can you really let me go?
It is like you are living without
A soul.



© 2017 Victoria W.


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Victoria W.
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Oh but the best dreams are lucid, those you can shape, morph and make into your own, take control and hone.

But to dream is just to imagine, so imagine a world of your own, as you say, we all come and go.

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Added on February 24, 2017
Last Updated on February 24, 2017
Tags: Life, love, poem, relationships, emotion, heartbreak