I was lost in a premonition
Of falling into a sea of clouds
That were tainted with a toxic illusion of tattooed memories
Foolish to think that I had a grip
On the layers of mishap
That departed from my reminiscing mind
I clasped with unyielding doubt
And stood grounded to a bottomless pit of misconception
For all I saw was shattered pieces of who I was
While be knowing lost to who I could be
So, I reached for these broken shards
To further understand the weight of my own eluding sorrows
But they were misplaced
Along with my ideas of sanity
Jaded and slowly fading
I laughed at my own misery
And realized that the clouded illusion
That I had fallen into
Was the weakness of my own heart
~ Tony Paradise’s Poet ~
Great piece…that inner conversation of trying to find answers is often difficult.
It can be, but overcoming difficult things can make you stronger and can give you a new insight on things. Thank you for reading. 🙂
*laughed at my own misery*
Telling.