I've should have known better
how to stop tearing myself apart
I've done already so many times
and still haven't learned my lesson.
I fell again, in the same old trap
it had a different outfit but the core was the same.
Everyone is the perfect architect of their own illusions
and I was so good in building it so real
that I end up to believed to be true.
Now, I feel like a shadow doomed,
my love, forever in the dark
until I will not feel it anymore
because, you know,
you get used to the void
it eventually becomes a part of who you are.
©Diana Mistera 2021
