That’s what it felt like when we lost you To the complex maze that became your truth. A self-enlightened mind Impermeable to light, to touch, to time. An inner sanctum of make-believe so outrageous, so utterly unbelievable Made of illogical truths only you sought achievable.
What led you to this I can only hazard a guess Was it divorce, insecurity, a lifetime feeling like you were less. Why has it come out now when time has already been the test Was it the lack of medication, a lack of rest.
My brother you are wounded. Your mind an open sore. Rest your weary soul. Torture and pain no more.