The Deception of Mind

 

The Deception of Mind

I keep packing my bags

Chasing a life I will never know

Missing the things I never had

Getting weaker as I grow

 

Isn’t it funny,

The deception of mind?

Those memories falling

Into the small cracks of time

 

Lost in riddles and puzzles

And morphing design

Left to lie on blank spaces

In empty crossword lines

 

Isn’t is funny,

The subjection of time?

Those years lost to moments

Dissolved into wine

 

Aren’t you leaving,

Aren’t you gone,

Why must this ghost keep carrying on?

 

What is there that I wouldn’t give

What is there that I wouldn’t do,

To escape forever

This possession of you

 

Isn’t it funny,

The delusion of change?

I’ve been running for years

And still remain in this place

 

Naive in belief to be gaining ground

That strength will build as trials surmount

 

Self –deception is the most dangerous town

Those needs for mirage to keep the mind sound

 

Isn’t it funny,

The illusion of space?

In land and in homes

In the places we go

 

In the moving and chasing

In the running away

Just to wake the next morning

In the very same place

 

Aren’t you leaving,

Haven’t you gone?

Why must this ghost keep on carrying on?

 

What is there that I wouldn’t give

What is there that I wouldn’t do,

To escape forever

This possession of you

 

Alexandra E. Gulkin