A Disillusionment

mrharrell

I'm in love with those who aren't real,

And out of love for those who are.

I never knew this pain could be true.

 

I'm inspired by places I've never seen,

And disappointed by the places I've lived.

I never thought I'd be wanting to travel in my dreams,  rather in reality.

 

Why does fiction call me from beyond the words on the page?

Why does my name get called from beyond the stars, calling me to a place I can call my own?

  • Author: mrharrell (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 7th, 2023 06:22
  • Category: Love
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