The Mirage

Do my eyes deceive me
Is that the sun behind the rain?
Merely a mirage through sand and dust clouds
Which hide me from my pain

I abstain

Because to say all of what I feel
Reminds me of the circumstance
Which makes my life feel real

So I close my eyes to find a place
Where judges make a purpose
To evict those from minds space

Until then I must stress
And live this days distress
While writing all the ways
To cope with all this mess
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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