Waiting For Me

I shall cloak myself in an illusion. So that I will no longer be blank with no solution. I am waiting to pretend. That this punishment has caused me to upend. I promise to toss away my pride. And become dutiful even as tears reappear with the tide. I will learn to treasure the unease. That follows me like a disease. As the spell on me begins to re-brew. I promise not to stir, as my mind turns a different hue. Please choose to wait on your own. So I can settle into crisis in my new home.