Teach me to love the truth

that my reflection

is really me

and not the stranger

my heart does see

tracing lines that were not there

not yesterday

inside, i am not this person

this sight, i can not bear

this world, it lies

harsh, constant sorrow

longing to be him again

yellow eyes open to wonder

replaced by ones that are lost

driven straight back

into the arms of destruction

the darkness has cast overhead

where do i go from here?

just collect the broken pieces

of a life i do not belong in

or find a way out

a way inside through the secret tunnel

find the white house

with the blue shutters

to remain there forever

on the other side of the window

in my other life