Stained Glass

My reality is blurred. I look at the world through a stained glass window. Confusing what I think is true, and what I actually know. Creating an alternate reality to help me cope. I live in my fantasy world, so that I don’t fall off the edge, letting the darkness consume me. But I’ll snap back to reality, every now and again, drowning in the pain that no one else can see. I’m on the outside, always looking in. Fighting my demons, but they always win. Pulling me down, down, into this black hole. Taunting me and laughing, darkening my soul. But then my mind switched back, and I’m happy again. I can laugh and enjoy life…. Or at least I can pretend. Because just on the other side, the darkness awaits. This switching back and forth seems to have no end. But which one’s reality, and which one is fake? I can’t tell the difference! Which road do I take? 8/12/15