• kingaries 24w


    Love is only a illusion.
    The soft touch of fantasy across your eyes.
    Confusing your mind to believe in lies.
    To hold you down with invisible ties.

    Love is only a illusion.
    The urge to be wanted by one or all.
    To give into hope that someone will catch your fall.

    If love is only a illusion.
    Why do i confine in its home?
    Is it to not feel alone?
    To have something to return to at home?
    Or is it to fill this hole?
    This hole of loneliness and despair.
    I wish love was easy to comprehend.
    Like breathing in air.