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Fake
Because you allow your future
To be based upon others
Expectations of you…
Instead of just being…
Being who you really are
Being what naturally occurs
When you’re most relaxed
Most vulnerable…
So lost in your own falsehoods
That this so called reality
You believe you’ve so perfectly constructed
Becomes lost
Invisible
As if it never existed…
Unfortunately for you though…
Those precious, surreal moments
Are fleeting
So rare…
Your mind struggles to remember
To grasp onto them
Those incredibly bright,
Almost buoyant moments
That your conscience mind
Your destructive
Awake
Thinking brain
Won’t let you keep
In your own
Personal photo album
For reasons unknown
That scared
Scarred
Conniving
Thinking brain of yours
Refuses to let you break out
Of the melodramatic reality
It has become so comfortable in
The longer you remain
Choosing to dwell
In this monstrously negative
Self-obsessed
“false” reality
The further away from
The beautiful
Healing
Peaceful horizon
You drift
The “shamanistic” characteristics
You so proudly speak of
Are dying inside you
Withering
Deprived of the life-giving
Sunshine
You won’t allow
To penetrate your shield
You will never know
The calm
Quiet
Inner peace
That awaits you
People
Will be deprived of
Meeting
And knowing
The warm
Gentle
Giving
You…
The world will never be blessed
Will never by allowed
To join you
On the magic carpet ride
To your beautiful soul
