Might As Well Be Dreaming

Might As Well Be Dreaming

This time of the year, I wear heartache around

my shoulders like an embrace. I can barely breathe,

and my tongue presses down on tiresome cliches.

I have my arms feebly wrapped around a runaway

reality, and I steadily slip into the delusion that

I might as well be dreaming. But they told me once,

dreamers survive. And so I do.

~ Ashka Naik | The Silent Scribbler

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