False Reality

A poem thats open for interpretation

Destruction; creation it lays in false reality
Wonder a true magic If gifted the sight to see,
Though hard to find know you must
Surrounded by but just falsity,
Hidden within smoke and mirrors
For truth no longer key,
An illusion so appealing
Thou wish to let it be,
Yet knowing ever last it won't
Once more you pay undying fee

Refreshing truth that lurks within thy lie
Of wich nobody ever seeks,
Truth now akin to firefly,
Alone and shining small
Escaping into vast endless sky
That's spied with youthful agony,
But then clouds of denial wave goodbye
Now mist takes over glowing insect,
Whilst crimson tears abandon my
Painfully leery eyes
-Ashama