it's a crushing vision to exist
when others seem solid and upstanding
while i'm just transparent and upsettingif only i would've known before
happiness is a honest illusion
ready to let me down over endless conclusionsat moments i knew i needed something
contradiction to that nothing
for the others who aren't distressed and tornthat's when i realized
the world will play with your pretty mind- give you beautiful lies and teary eyes
which we never need in those desperate timesthe escape from it isn't very easy
it has to be these dark clouds
with tears it can't hold
holding your hand and feeding your thoughtswhile sunshine could make me vibrate with immense positivism
i find solace with the secret between me and my friend-
the occasional epiphanyall of sparkling water coming from the skies
all of the tears coming through my eyes
knowing that before sunshine
comes the restthere's someone to cry with me
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mind fiction | ✓
Poetrybut do we know how our minds feel like, dripping fears of insanity?