Reality and Imagination

feeling sadness because of your absence I can only write

I allow my imagination to create
images of me and you
and then I enhance them
with memories so they'll come true.

Yet I never am able to feel you,
to hear or speak to you
so that I'll show you how
I, honestly, feel though
I made you cry, and cry again.
Hate me maybe and call me names...
You have every right for that
and now reality is playing games.

For I see you in my mind
loving me, embracing my heart
yet when I open my eyes
we're still living and breathing apart.

May my life end now,
for I have no point in living,
since the remembrance of you
has left and is hurting my being.

Author's Note

forgive me for the awful ending. I was feeling really sad when I wrote it

Reviews

[Mermaidstear]

Awful ending but still I liked it . You have said so many things in your beautiful poem, which I feel and find difficult to say or to express. 'we're still living and breathing apart' this line I find so much close to my life. Keep up the good work!

[Lupus Kaos]

really, thank you. I hope some other poem will have something more hopeful to end with. Yet, I am not afraid to express what I feel, since it's my reality.

[Pax]

how sad indeed my friend... well your not alone in this kind of feeling... well in some parts of our lives we created mistakes we regret... in time the distance will be bearable and slowly you'll heal and used that past as a learning process to move on... because for now it seems that the pain is still fresh in you viens... write it all the way... poetry has this therapeutic effects on us... great write!

[Lupus Kaos]

you speak like my therapist. I guess you are all right. I try, but sometimes...trying is not enough.Thank you for your review.