Sometimes it feels like
the walls of reality
are slipping away
around me.
Crumbling into dust,
and the world beyond
starts to seep in,
like a dream
that you fall asleep within,
unsure where your mind is sitting.
The shift
of reality bleeding,
makes me feel uneasy.
Quietly queasy,
as the world spins
the wrong way.
Not in control of my body
as it walks
I'm two steps behind,
like a shadow
that only stalks the mind.
Feels like my mental health
has taken a swan dive,
into a deep ravine.
Am I being pulled into a universe
parallel to ours,
where the world isn't what it seems?
And in the lowlight, I feel the fight
is slowly draining out of my tired mind.
I can't put my finger on what isn't right
but I'm left feeling
lost in the darkness
that is clouding my sight
Reflecting on the shimmery mirror glaze
I gaze at my own face, pulled and contorted
into a grimace, something feels off.
The world has gone wrong.
At first it feels normal enough,
until you realise that things
are moving in reverse.
People speak in tongues,
I'd dearly love to converse.
but I can’t make out what they say.
I'm longing to understand.
A universal translation
would really go a long way.
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