haunted

jukebox : white shoe's senandung maaf

haunted
for so many years by that dream
haunted
for so many months by that one morning
lose myself in life
to forget the dream
lose myself in dreams
to remember the dream

haunted by him today so many times
number plates even concur
haunted by my past of sickly belly
dodgy toilets do concur

am i crazy to believe in this dream
i ask myself the same question
for the hundredth time

a dream so impossible and elusive
a dream so futile and costly

in the midst of my sanity why these moments of madness
in the midst of my conviction why such deliriousness?
can one be so sure yet so impossibly wrong?

tired of second-guessing myself
tired of playing his guessing game
tired of doing the right things
so tired

love,
zulaikharuac