Gifted
What would be of my life
Without insanity
It is this portal that opens at will
To massage my feeble mind
To understand that the finite
Is unreal
Ah dreams of colors that never will
Invade the pupils
Who only see
Faded teals
I wonder to forget
Can never go back
To where I left
Yet, I return
With hope
Surrounded by steel
Ah craziness in my mind
Is this drink that makes
My darks just a mixture
To this too freaking bright light
That irrespective of the entire black matter
Growing in galaxies surrounding my life
Shines with insistence
Refusing to stand still
I had to navigate to the darkest sky
To understand the type of light
That survives any fear
And unveils the truth
That scares cyclical wheels
Craziness is a gift
That only sparks when
You are real
What a dichotomy of facts
That the only reality in my chest
Is the one that pushes me away from all
I was told was the only real
Now my errors are adjustments
To enforce the persistence of perfection
Surrounding my view
One day it will be no longer the lie
That would glitter with faded dyes
The heads of colorless pupils
Will they survive? Unsure
I made it alive, to never die
To forever breath
The air that blows me alive
Normalizing all my crazy
sentencing that foolish sanity
To its useless appeal
My head exploded too large
Excuse my sitting in the promenade
Waving with a smile
What you still have to one day
Reveal as true
Just remember to smile
Because when it gets dark
Only your light can bring you back
To whatever perception you decide to
Accept
Make your real
Be steel
Copyright © Juliana Beaumont | Year Posted 2021
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