Simple Loss

Exhaustion,

no frilly stories of love lost,

or successful engagements,

how about a little reality,

the question of why,

wrapped into the mystique

the human condition allows,

when brought to our knees without really ever

caring to understand why.

I’m asking for an opportunity,

search inside my dreams,

tell me if they match your own

perceptive imagination,

or are we only asking for another try

beyond the simple passage,

he told me about the rite of passage,

and I listened,

forever lost inside a dream of finding

my own real.

I don’t know what real is, if only for a moment,

waiting for sleep,

then I will say good night,

for the morning brings far more intrigue.

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