Fading Reality©

There's nowhere to turn,
nowhere I haven't tried.
And although I try to help myself,
It's all in my mind.

No cry of desperation,
No scream of helplessness
I'm just a stupid dreamer,
And my life is a mess.

I imagine my suffering,
I imagine my pain,
But the feelings are real,
Something I can't contain.

I do feel the hurt,
and I do feel the loss.
But unlike some garbage,
these feelings I can't toss

Feelings of frustration
Like there's something I forgot
Have I lost a painful memory?
Maybe, maybe not.

I'd rather know my past,
as painful as it could be
Cuz it's the hard things in life,
That make me, me.

G Brown - 6 Aug 2002

This poem was written...erm...for no particular reason. Just about how I confuse reality with fiction, and how I find it hard to differentiate between the two. But it doesn't only happen to me...
My sister, Bek B had a dream that her partner, Kenny had cheated on her. This of course was not true. When Bek woke up she didn't realise it was just a dream so she was a complete bitch to Kenny all morning, and would not tell him why. The poor guy left for work, and later receieved a phone call from a confused and apologetic Bek B.
I'm not the only crazy one out there...