Finally

'I'm growing weary these days,
my eyelids are the map of a
twisted road, that has led me
to you-'

Lovely imagery. I couldn't stop myself from quoting it. It's beautiful. The 'weary-eyelids-road' connect with each other harmoniously. The first picture that this painted in my mind is of two travelers (perhaps couples) one is driving, the other is sleepy, and the twisting roads wear her out.
But beneath that literal image lies a metaphoric one that it differs from each person.

'fantasy's, just a broken souls illusion...'

fantasy's is possessive, so: fantasies. souls---soul's. Just a minor error I thought I'd point out.

'You refuse to allow me to forget
that i'm truly loved and respected,'

<3
No words can describe this. Keep writing!
-X

Wow maple,,,still assimilating ua words..it is amazing

It feels that it is dedicated to a special person. Great poem Andrea:)

I agree with everything Chelsey said... wonderful poem. 5/5 :)

I feel like one could read this poem and think its directed toward God or specific individual. Either way its beautiful. A thank you to someone who has obviously accepted you for who you are.

Lovely dedication :)