Dream worlds

Dream worlds

A Poem by Jasmine
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when you fall in love, but they have a different version of you in their mind. truth but you know the truth but can't face it.

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Can you hear my call, can you hear my soul screaming

Can you hear my cry, with each word spoken breaking my soul into pieces

Words made of sharp glass. Picking and pulling at every part of who I am

Till I’m left with what you created. The person who you imagined.

Even with the late night’s cries, drunk on my knees begging you to love me,

Night after night I poison my body to try to relieve myself of this pain.

Creating war in my body and veins, mind and my soul.

 Can you even see the value I bring, did you even notice my worth.

Or did you?

That’s interesting, not really, we both know the answers. Always did.

When I first took this journey with you, I thought I was looking at the mirror version of myself.

Someone who seen and understood me, but as time went by, I came to understand that it was always one of two things

 reality or a mirage.

I was completely in charge of which one it was, I could understand it for the truth, or I could make myself small and live in a false reality.

Alone in my mind, Ill build the version of you I need that I want, creating a new world only you and I know exist, once I’m alone I will visit you. I'll spend night hours with you till I sleep and even then, in my dreams you will love me unconditionally holding me till I wake. Every night I will go to bed with a smile.

 I guess fairy tells really do come true.

 

© 2026 Jasmine


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Jasmine
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Added on January 16, 2026
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Jasmine
Jasmine

near that place over there, NC



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Well I'm fairly new to writing. But I have always loved art, of every type. Basically why I am here writing, just wanting to be heard. Now about me well I am, what am I? Who am I? The question we a.. more..