Blindsided

Joy and bliss and all of the happiness,
A waking dream so surreal and serene,
A debilitating choice when I reminisce,
A phantom pillar on which to lean.

Imagining why and how, as empty as the dark,
A towering force of senseless loss and indifference,
A poisoned arrow piercing and maiming its mark,
A supreme carelessness for which I had no defense.

Gratitude guides me back to the shores of sanity,
My wounds will mend and heal and scar,
An eternal reminder to release all vanity,
I'll wish to forget on a future shooting star.