Distorted perceptions
of who I am..
My mind always
changing..
This way..
No.. that way..
Maybe no way
               Is the best way.                
~What do you want?
I don't know..
~What is love..
I am not sure..
~Who loves you..
No one
I think..
~How am I to know?
My distorted perceptions..
~I think..
I am moving up..
Getting over..
Trying hard..
~To find I am
Falling down..
Going fast..
Nothing lasts
Hit by the
reality
Of the delusion
I created..
With my
distorted perceptions..
Of this life..
I am debating..
Can’t believe
my own eyes.
Cannot trust
my own heart
So confused..
Torn apart.
It is death..
I have courted..
Wondering why..
Hope was aborted..
S p o n t a n e o u s l y
It seems...
I am coming apart
at the seams..
Enclosed
in the dark
Yet I feel the
warmth of light..
~How am I to know..
To sit
To fight..
~Am I to guess..
What’s wrong..
What’s right..
Distorted perceptions..
Makes me wonder..
Keeps me guessing..
As I figure out
the truth..
In this life filled
With misconceptions.
Of these
My
distorted
perceptions.