Waking Up

28/04/2020 - Iso Well-Being Compilation



What is this fog that has lifted from my eyes?

I have woken, and seen reality.



All my fears that I have carried with me

Are stretched out before me.



None slain by the harsh light of day.

Every wound only in my side.



The echoes of a thousand pages unread

Filling my ears with silence.



A condemnation by my own vanity

That I should be loved.



What fate worse than death is now here?

It is my friend, obscurity.



Swallowed by the void of human insecurity

Played out as bravado.



Connections lie tenuously across space and time

Waiting to be ripped apart.



It may be the most innocuous of comments,

Taken out of context.



Perhaps a joke played out too many times,

Its novelty worn thin.



A genuine offer rejected without thought

For a better, fleeting one.



A call for help unheard or ignored outright

Because it’s too much trouble.



Trust has been forsaken in this world.

Never to be rebuilt.



There lies a chasm between the façade

And what lies within.



The idea that these words carry weight

Breaks the heart in two.



Bring back that all-encompassing haze

Where I can hide.



Let me secrete myself somewhere safe

Beyond the terrible truth.



What worth there may be residing in me

Is a shallow pool, indeed.



Never topped up, it drains ever more,
Leaving but an empty shell.