Imagination Or Reality? Poem by Habzy Bèzay

Imagination Or Reality?



We have acquainted for a while,
as we worked, studied, or hanged around.
and as we subconsciously fade away,
the words are written on our face.
Although we already know,
we don't want to reveal it,
as it is already concealed,
in pockets deeper than you know.

No explanation but we use 'busy'
as an expression. In confession,
I am pleased, I am at ease.

It is not clear how you have disappeared from me,
but in my mind you are still here.
So I guess this where we can say 'goodbye'
I think we bonded more in my imagination than in person.
Though you weren't really there.. I responded anyway.
I am deceived and you need to leave.
disturbed, and I panic.
There is no one around, and I wont be found, so I grab the gun...

Monday, March 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: Sadness
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