this is not my life
Delusion
These memories I house in my brain, in my psyche,
They rattle about like wind through leaves,
Faces come close and fade;hearts lost in time,
I seek the knowledge of who I am.
Thoughts that race, I struggle to hold,
They spark and flash;your torch, well lit,
It lights my way beyond unknown,
This life I live is not my own.
I look the same and feel the same,
But, there’s something out of synch, place,
Thoughts and images of elsewhere,
A council of feelings;dread fills hope.
That face in the mirror, its eyes aren’t mine,
It seems silly to doubt something so static,
But, these memories of a life that is not my own,
Hold my mind to ransom;its delusion cold.
(2013)
Sometimes,you just don't feel yourself.
Preferido o celebrado por...
