Truth

Can you see it, darling?

Can’t you see it?

It’s everywhere,

you know.

In the words we breathe,

the lies we drink,

the hysteria we eat,

and the madness

we ignorantly confuse with normalcy.

You know,

we shouldn’t be the way we are.

We shouldn’t see the life we see.

We shouldn’t act, tell,

or pretend the thing we do

and yet.

My tears taste of acid,

do yours?

I can barley see

through the haze of “reality”

and my eyes

must be beginning to melt or burn

or something ridiculous

because this cannot be true.

You cannot be true.

This adventure,

this journey,

this mind numbing,

maddening,

completely off the wall direction

that we travel in

seems to go unnoticed.

And none of you can see it.

Because nothing is in your mind

and no one is in your world

as long as the cornucopia of disaster

tunnels your vision.