Figments

I am glad you came

I am glad you made me feel

I am glad you know I am numb

I am glad with me, you are ready to bleed

I know I am not free

I know I am shackled

I am glad you understand

Before you I can even choose to babble

I don't know why but I feel full

I don't know why I feel I have seen it all

I will try to let loose

I will try to rise before I fall

I hope to find love but I am not sure

Am I pushing it away thinking that's the cure

Don't know till when will you be patient

In process of collecting those bleeding fragments

My thoughts aren't mine, they seem ancient

Is it reality or just a figment!