The Mirage of My Perfect Love
A searing headache this morning my head splits
In circumstances whose cause I can’t pinpoint
In twilights when I teeter and shamble on my stilts
As my head I wrack to diagnose the flashpoint
That turns my world topsy turvy
In the twinkling of an eye
A deluge of emotional scurvy
Debunks the lie
I nurtured in the illusion
Of the solid love I envision in my folly
Coupled with aggrandized delusion
I convince my mind wholly
The love I’ve found rings true
In substance and form
Until in the fullness of time grew
With stark clarity and celerity mere fabrications in my mind free did roam
But the love I thought I held in thin air vanished without a trace
Leaving holding the baby
Alongside a stream of stress I’m grappling to address
As friends and foes nickname me crybaby
Because rivers of tears
I cry twenty four seven
Wondering why I allowed a heartbreaker at my expense into my heart to inject spears
Forever stealing the best of me from my Heaven.
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