The Feeling at times is not despair, it is not a crippled fear
Perception trails each different
To what is shown could be more clear
Taken with an Illusion, always trying to change you
Is it only the structure
How we must recall
The Deadening of the final blue
As it Remains in Mortality
This body holding me reminds me
Nothing is as it appears nor is it otherwise
Strangled in a beautiful disguise.