Really, reality?

 What is this place?

I question reality 

What is real

What is not

What is true

What is fraught

With misdeeds 

And deceit, 

I just don’t know anymore

Maybe I never did

I can decipher bullshit  fairly well, better than most, is that why I prefer to be alone?  Everybody is so full of shit these days, with a preoccupation of their own selfish thoughts and desires, and a failure to act upon the common good.

It’s just all so fake.

At times,

It overwhelms my mind.

Rough Day

 I’ve been through hellfire

and came out unscathed.

Deep in the waters

of torment I bathe.

There’s nothing you can do

to make me engage.

I wield truth and light 

just like an old mage

To guide me and drive me

To overcome pain

Nothing will stop me

As I do what I must

To ensure victory

In the pursuit of what’s just.