In the shadows of my mind, fantasies roam, But reality's grasp pulls me back home.
A tempest brews, a storm within,
As dreams unravel, under truth's keen pin.
I grasp at wisps of what could have been,
As sanity falters, and I begin To unravel, like threads in the wind, Caught in a whirlwind of thoughts within.
In the chaos, a breakdown looms near,
As dreams shatter and doubts appear.
But amidst the rubble, a glimmer of light,
Guides me through the darkest night.
Through tears and fears,
I find my way, Embracing truth, come what may. For in the depths of the breakdown's tide,
Lies the strength to rise, and the will to abide.
© Azz_lia