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Love or lust i ask?
Both he replied with a laugh!
Lust was it alas.
A short haiku based off past relationship(s) me and others have experienced. Once lust wore off, it was never love.
The voices in my mind that only I see
Each voice the same but different than me
Each voice tells me right and wrong
Each voice loud and very strong
The delusions I face change reality
Delusions and Confusion others don't see
Things I feel right or wrong
The things I see do not belong
Danger always follows but never there
Imagining someone will finally care
Are the delusions the love or the loss?
What is real? What is my cost?
I never know, blind man's game. Everything different yet the same
Just like you I do feel, I just don't always know what is real.
The author, me, is writing about how a mental illness I have affects feelings, responses. Not know the difference between delusion and reality. I suffer from schizoaffectiveness and adhd. It can be hard to tell alot of things. And the voices of delusions overly positive or negative can affect alot yet nothing. I'm still human just a different kind.

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