My mind dances in shadows and confusion

Thu, 08/20/2020 - 10:03 -- Hiker

My mind dances in shadows and confusion.

I don’t know what is real, what I touch, what I feel.

I hide behind the shield of my illusion.

So I continue to continue, to pretend that I am real, that life is what I feel.

But will they see through my illusion, to how I truly feel?

Fore of my illusions, I fear I am losing control.

Will they see my frustration, my apathy, the greedy little tyrants that surround me, always wanting more from me, pretending to be family, to care about me?

Or is it just the shadows and confusion in my mind screwing with me?

Have I become lost in the shadows of my illusion?

Is what I feel real, or am I lost in the dark with no way back.


This poem is about: 
My family


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