This Illusion

I thought

Everything was wonderful.

Infallible.

I lived my life with a blindfold

I didn’t

Know where to go without it.

I thought all would be well.

I thought someone would

Come rescue me

From this

Hell of a life.

I thought

Maybe

I loved you

But feelings change

True colours fade

And black and white

All turns to gray

And I though

Different than I knew.

Where do we find solace?

Where do we

Find reading nooks

Filled with books

That we love

More than friends?

I know

That everything was messed up.

I’m aware

Of all my faults and fears

Irrational and fears inevitably,

Controlling life,

And all those

Feelings.

I know

That my world was shattered,

When you cut the chord.

And like glass,

Shards pierced my heart

And I am

Bleeding from the soul.

I know

That I did not

Love you.

Were do we find solace?

Where do we find

Puddles deep

Enough to splash

Sorrow away?