Living in this world.
And living, in another.
One mind, one body
separated in two worlds.
Peaces left behind
when He broke my soul
Scattered in reality
buried in my fantasy
Not knowing, in which I belong
Surviving in both
Dealing with the pain he gave
forgiving to heal the scars.
Wondering If you would
ever forgive me
For being someone I am
and fooling myself.
Wondering that, if you knew,
would you ever trust me again
For not telling you
For not trusting you
I am sorry for not
including you.
But I am searching
for the one thing
I have lost.
Me.