The Fiction We Live
by Morbid Succubus
In my make believe world, everything is fine.
Memories are forgotten- just another waste of time.
In my vivid thoughts, nothing ever comes true.
My dreams are hopeless and it's all because of you.
In my weakest moments you always turn away.
Desert me here in my deepest dooms.
In my heart, there?s nothing but emptiness inside.
My heart is broken, left with no place to reside.
In my reality world I?ll walk right over you.
I?ll stab you in the back- just like you always do