A Sonnet Dedicated to my Delusion

I relapsed back to an old addition
Last night stirred up my suppressed affliction
I only saw her face pass through a dream
Since I have woke I've unearthed everything

Now she floats at the surface of my mind
I thought I sunk her ship for the last time
I'll try to flood her deck with alcohol
Then hopefully in short time I won't recall

The color of her aura in my sight
The flushing of her cheeks amidst dim light
The copper waves that crash atop her head
The siren's song drew me along misled

Nietzsche said the forgetful are blessed
The get the best even of their blunders



Credits
Writer(s): Ashton Stubblefield
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