Unexpected transitions disrupted reality
As the connection was bright but the details blurry-
Unkempt and unorganized.
Always so neat with everything in place. A purpose.
Goals and definitions that should make clear-
Like crystal- only dirty and unsure
Of what could shine and sparkle
In the right lighting and timing
Aligned perfectly within the sunlight.
That was what loving him was like.
Vibrance that glittered from a distance
Only to wake up to the nightmare
Within the shadow that haunted
Insecurities from tragic endings.
Lights flickered from the garage
Highlighting the dark corners
Of streets and lingering smoke
Saturating the ambience full of mystery
And adventures to be had.
Only to it to be held down and held back-
Trapped by the makings within confines
Of beliefs restricting what could be-
But isn’t that always the problem? Overthinking.