Two shadows embrace in a dark alley,
my heart says love, my mind says not.
The mind creates a continuum not
based in reality or grounded in fact.
I want, I desire, I envy.
That is a reality for me, but it is an
alternate reality from the real world.
Living in my reality keeps me apart
from the day to day flow of events.
My world is small and contained,
it’s neat and ordered and controlled by me.
Then it collides with the real world,
things explode, short circuit, sparks fly.
What I thought was real starts to burn,
regret fans the flames but I escape
to another world of white coats, daily pills
and the ultimate escape of the needle.
My mind has only the ashes of what was..