lone participant

when the things we feel are not real

i can only wonder at the nature of the mind

and how it can be so stubbornly blind

the heart is a shadow of light cast over

a darkening day

how could I have been so mired in moments

that i was lost in an instant

and fooled myself into believing

beauty was truth indeed after all

when the truth is at the end of the barren day

there is only the turmoil and bitter silence

within this heart of mine

a hope for reflection


foolish girl

there is the truth of the world.


About binaryLady

Front-End Wiz and Full stack developer

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