Real Thoughts
8-23-17
Why are these thoughts so rough on me
All these problems made from blood only
Making it harder to think, harder to sink
Into the person that's made for me
But I don't need close, never been an
option when they try to oppose.
All the while they lie for me, saying how
proud and thankful they are for me.
I don't need their absent love, so it's
coming from somewhere they don't know of.
Soon time will unravel, that my happiness
has come from a whole 'nother level.
It's never been a free ride for me, the pain
and endurance of running so free.
Is only an illusion, a gap in time that's really a delusion.
For it's not all real, the real big life I have yet to deal.