Death of a Delusion

Reality looked me in the eyes
Didn’t like what she saw
And left

The beacon in her gaze
Clouded over
With a hopeless haze

I thought she would be different
But I didn't get so lucky
Promise taken away

I’m grieving the death of a delusion
Dreading the dawn of disillusion
Seeming defenseless from dissolution

Can’t avoid
There’s once again a void
Where my soul’s supposed to be

We now return
To our regularly-scheduled wretchedness
Already in progress

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