finally

it's finally-regretfully over

in a glimpse of what felt like a second

took a million of stupid fantasies that can be over in a split second

a million

it's hard to count to that, but a million of beautiful dreams were obliterated

finally, finally, finally

sick thoughts swarm through my mind thinking of that split trance

but there were a million of them, perhaps even more

but a million of them disappeared, what's left of the others?

are they hopeless?

delusional?

will anyone think i'm crazy?

perhaps even mentally unstable?

finally, finally, finally

maybe i can finally find what's left