Weary thoughts of delusion brushing against my mind
It is beginning to near
Temptations to go over to the other side
Emotions begin to escalate, fear
Slowly becoming more and more blind
Feels as though it has lasted a year
Just go with the tide
But it has only been a week, how mere!
Relief, something that I must find
Overwhelming amounts of drear
Real life and fantasy are intertwined
Has the time come, oh dear
The stars look as though they align
Fading along with the time, isn’t that queer?
The clouds are merging, it looks kind
Looking discombobulated, with sincere
The clock spins daily, no time
Sensing a battle, a frontier
Is this humane, humankind?
The world is becoming unclear
Or am I just a mastermind?
The concept of time, smeared
Sealed and delivered, yet unsigned
That is how it seems to appear
Time unwinds
Honest, truthful, adhere
At last, peace of mind