A Bit Paranoid

I didn’t believe I could watch without looking.

To hear as though deceit is authentic.

To be able to see what my mind feels while

staring at what is truly real.

Scenarios make their presence known in the

present, yet they are not always moving in step

with the gift. These imagined lives bring

familiarity from yesterday, and pull from the

latest of my history.

It preys on the unknown that tomorrow brings.

They act as though fact yet lack stability

in its mystery. These illusions pull on all planes

to bring doubt by riding the waves of fear in

hopes of washing away my trust.

They attempt to coat my eyes in uncertainty as

to fool my mind into believing they are part of me.

At times, they can appear undeniable. At others,

easily distinguished from truth. These paranoid

parallels come and go as they please. Only proving

difficult, when one refuses to leave.