Two Years Gone

No more thoughts of this reality..
only one last moment.
If I push it all away,
I won’t lose another day.

No more thoughts of sanity..
only disdained torment.
I want things you cannot give any longer.
Things to take away this aching hunger.

No more thoughts of this fantasy..
only desperate treatment.
Can I free myself..lift off, fly?
Is that just a dream I have to deny?

No more, no more, no more..
only one last adjustment.
You will always be with me,
Invisible still, but.. I finally see.