[204] Knock Knock

The dreams deceive the reality
that the morning light confirms
Who would have thought that
the light meeting the dark
would be the reason of my demise

In the morning I weigh a lot more in my mind
Everything is a reminder of you
and the red sunlight in my eyes
makes me think of the afterlife
I lie to myself and wake up
reaffirm that I can stand on my own
to go about a day that is a mix of
my fading feelings for you and
their return to knock me to sleep
in the hopes of a dream that
isn’t a manifestation of your ruins

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