Letters to You

~My Reality~

My reality

something so dark and bitter

It feels like watching a boiling kettle that will never settle 

Sitting down Zoning out watching as the sun rises going up then down

It is a never-ending cycle of unwanted memories and thoughts

As I sit there questing my place in society

Thinking: "What is It that the world could possibly want from someone like me"

sometimes I'm not even sure If I am real

I feel like a fish out of water watching and hoping that the dam up ahead will break

Except instead of it being water I am after It's just a breath of fresh air

Yet In reality,  I find myself suffocated by the things I end up having to deal with up ahead

My life isn't perfect I know that

but even then I still hope and pray to maybe find or  get something..A better view

better than the one of the sinking dunes that will eventually reveal all the hidden ruins 

All the scriptures of my thoughts and hieroglyphs images of a past me

The Unidentifiable course of my reality 

That will reveal My true enemy, and no it is not my family

nor is it even the devil in disguise

It turns out It was I who started the fire

I was the one who turned all that remained of me to ash

I was the one who set fire to the gas

It was the girl in the mirror who held the true match 

So in reality 

I was the one responsible for my death

No body else