Poetry Undefined (Completed)

Slowly

Caught up in an illusion, I try to separate the truth from the lies.

It's my own imagination standing against me.

Never thought I'd be the one who destroys me.

Like a trickster I'm deluding myself.

So I stay trapped in a dome of broken memories, lost hope and dreams.

I can see what lies on the outside.
A way out from all this horridness.

Too afraid to fly, jump, reach eternal happiness.

Remaining stagnant, forever unchanged.

Slowly drowning when the dam of deception breaks.

Flooding the space that I choose to stay.

Coming up for air, seeking more breath.

Cramped. All I had to do was open the door.

Too late, too slow, now lost forevermore.

Undecided decision made reluctantly.