Unending Rhyme

So long lost
In time spent
Chasing thoughts
Count the hours
And in between
I tiptoe lest I wake

Anyday is but yesterday
An empty space
Spun on a fantasy
Of my unending rhyme

I sit in darkness
Where the mirror finds
Me wanting, waiting
Wishing for what I
Cannot have

Entangled in my
Own reality
Bitter and twisting
Begging the stars
Not to leave

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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