Flashes and Memories
It is awakening
The sparks and thunder
That dance across behind my eyelids
Haunting me
Eating away my thoughts.
Left with nothing to shield myself
From the horrors of existence.
Looking from up close
It is a marvelous flower.
Stepping away from it,
It is now a thorn.
Furrowed and wrinkled
Distinguished from what is real.
Hiding the answer
Behind many sheets of lies.
Nothing is beatable
Everything is unclear
Endless mysteries
Endless worries
Doubt rises above all.
Everything is false
Roses are covered by unpassable thorns.
Threatening to sting you once you come close
It is unstoppable\
Masks disguising everything
Till you doubt everyone
Finding the truth