Plight

I've stopped dreaming of mending things that will never be unbroken.
Expectations vs reality,
I have to stop living in a dream.

I've already lost hope.
Perpetual nights of heartaches.

A thousand times I said this is not my fault
but I know deep down inside (though I'll never admit it)
I had a huge part in this.


If I were braver,
I would have commended myself

but I do not have wings
I couldn't fly.
I accepted defeat and very much embracing it.


And this is me now,

somehow all of my dreams are of running away Maybe someday...
but constantly I'll dream of it,
wishing it,
wanting it




Running away...










--MMR