Endless abyss of unspoken words (Poetry)
Poem 18 - The edge of break

I don't know what's real and fake,

Sometimes I'm on the edge of a break,

The piece of happiness I seek,

At times gets the best of me.

It doesn't always last,

I'm losing who I'm now and was in the past,

I've done things I don't understand,

That's just a part of my growth.

Illusion, reality, sometimes life's a both,

Time flies away like a moth,

To reach the light that shines so bright,

You may consider your choices at night,

Till it is all gone,

Then, you'll gaze upon the moon,

Perhaps since the past, you've grown,

But happiness is already blown,

The sadness is now your own,

Better escape it till it's too long,

One day everything will be wrong.

I don't know what's real and fake,

Sometimes I'm on the edge of a break,

The piece of happiness I seek,

At times gets the best of me,

Take good care of it before it's over,

Afterward, you'll sink even lower.