I was sinking low and deep -
A little tired, a little sad,
Fighting to stay afloat... fighting to live...
To accept what seemed like
A grey world, a grey reality and a grey sky.
So many things laying off in the past
seemed so much of a dream within a dream..
Their wrinkled image blurred in time's fleeting river.
So many things which had slipped away,
So many things wearing a changed look now..
The shroud of illusion
In which I had built a small world
Was suddenly removed.
Leaving me a a little bruised.
My faith - a bit shaken...
My beliefs - crashed against a dangerous cliff.
I was a little weary..wiser maybe...
But I didn't want to
Learn so much so fast.