WRONG SIDE OF REALITY

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I can tell because of the fog

That I must take special care

I must write my name in it

On the foggy piece of glass

So as to not forget myself

It’s easy to get lost inside

The wisps of “here nor there”

Surrounded by smoky layers

Of “what if’s” and “why not’s”

I write my name so I can tell

I exist somewhere more real

And that I am in real danger

Stuck in a place much worse

Than Alice has ever found

A plane of existence where

All the regrets are lurking

Waiting to jump from clouds

As if they are real monsters

Waiting to release grenades

Full of poisonous green vapor

Where fields of buried mines

Sit armed and trip triggered

Where friends and foes

And passing random strangers

Stop and watch from the shadows

Hidden inside bushes and trees

To laugh and sneer and ridicule

Every step you take…

Just waiting…

For that moment you decide

You aren’t worth the struggle

It’s my name though

The one I wrote on that foggy glass

Reminding me

I am on the wrong side of reality

For now

 

 

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6 thoughts on “WRONG SIDE OF REALITY

  1. This is beautiful, my Sunset, and such a treacherous place to be. Keep reading your name, keep calling yourself back to the right side of reality as often as you can reach it. Keep seeking the light.

    I love you 🙂 ❤

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  2. Really enjoyed reading this. It’s been years since I got out my finger and wrote some words. Might have to try the old Sunday Whirl again. See you over at Nanopoblano…whatever that thing is called. 😀

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