A False Hope

Countless nights with eyes so red and bright, under the starlit sky. I cannot dream, so instead my mind projects my most dreaded fortune before me.

Each night, insomnia disguises itself as an enchanted castle.
An enticing sight.
A fairy tale with its arms wide open, in sympathy.
A miraculous haven to take refuge from the barren corners of my tattered heart.

But upon entering, it's doors shut with chains and locks. A false hope. Its windows fade into mirrors that reflect who I really am. A foolish girl who does not realize that she is the cause of her own sufferings.

- Zizzy M.