Talk Me Out of My Delusions
I have been feeling so suspicious of everyone these past few weeks.
As if I have to tiptoe around everyone else's reality.
So that I’m not burdened by someone’s implication.
Which could change my life.
I’ve been fearing obstacles that aren’t even in my way.
They are simply fixtures that I had simply never noticed before.
That doesn’t make me any sharper or smarter.
All I can see is an endless wooden mosaic…
That is actually a train track.
With real danger approaching.
And of course the train in this metaphor is-
Everyone who has been acting suspicious these last few weeks…
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2023
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