These afore months have disentangled me
from my burden of reality
I cant pretend and portray
my incompleteness
The words and expressions just
fall short; of being
the real reality
I cant say much of my
health in this virtual reality
the world can go but vanish upon
the truthfulness of my reality
I disembark on journeys
I know nothing about
& I leave the things i know
disillusioned, forgotten…left behind
does it matter…if i die..?
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