reality (old poem)

reality

by rox (10.31.23)

VOICES BEGIN TO QUIET,

I LOSE MYSELF IN ME.

WATCH BREATH FOG UP THE WINDOW

BACK TO REALITY.

PRESENT BUT STILL DISTANT,

WATCHING FROM A FAR.

EVERYTHING I WISH

IS EVERYTHING YOU ARE.

I WATCH AS YOU STUMBLE

I HOPE THAT YOU'LL FALL.

MAYBE IF YOU CRY TOO, 

I WON'T FEEL SO SMALL.

THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN YOU AND I

IS ALL OUR BRUISES TELL

MANY OPPOSING STORES, 

LIKE HEAVEN IS TO HELL.

TOO OFTEN I GET DISTRACTED,

ABSORBED BY THE PLOT.

OBLIVIOUS THAT YOU ARE REAL,

FORGETTING THAT I AM NOT.