Me, My Reality

ME, MY REALITY

My reality is my life at a cost.

Reflecting on all the pure love I have lost.

Remarkably still walking the face if this land.

To complex to fathom pain my heart demands.

Unconsciously searching for what I don't know.

The lack of serenity in my life it shows.

my minds been corrupted since I was a child.

And as an adult I still act out.  I'm still wild.

My reality is I'm a woman left cold.

By the lies and the actions of those I let hold.

Let hold my emotions secure in their hands.

And now the insanity they don't understand.

Within the discomfort lies ruins such pain.

From the burns of the memories that will always remain.

My reality is my life at a cost.

Reflecting on all the pure love I have lost.

I travel my days with the baggage in tow.

Thinking thoughts I would never let anyone know.

To harsh for the functional ripe ears to hear.

Never wanting to cause others pain and or fear.

My reality is so much different it seems.

Each day's a struggle between my mind and me.

Hearing the voices they argue to win.

Leaving bad thoughts the feelings of sin.

Emptiness fills how ironic is that.

Give me the scene. I'll find the hat.

My reality is my life at a cost.

Reflecting on all the pure life I have lost.