Someday isn't here yetI hope it never comesThis reality is haunting meMy illusion is caving inBut I'll always come back when you call meI'll waitIn the dusty corners of your mindNo need to say goodbyeI know you'll come back tooI hope so anywayThere's always hope... right?But someday isn't here yetI'll try to keep it at bay a little longerJust to drink you in some moreThe truth is so cruelSo I listen to the pretty lies I tell myself instead
I write… When the thoughts swirl too much in my head. Because I am afraid to say things out loud. When there is no one to listen. Because I hope one day you'll read my words. I write because I know no other way