The Lucid Veil

Shadows surrounding, pray they not see,

pray they not listen, dare i not breathe.

Whispers that deafen, and words that reveal,

this lucid veil that will not conceal.

Hollow and vacant, empty and cold,

their blackened eyes upon me now.

The night has deadened with a deathly chill,

the air so silent, the heart so still.

As darkness hastens and light recedes,

i turn from myself to a place within.

A sanctum of solace where no-one can see,

walls without doors, a prison of dreams.

Behind the curtain and beyond the walls,

a barren waste in a desolate land.

Under the stars and endless skies,

my solitary shell, a kingdom all mine.

Roaming the earth and drifting through time,

i wander yet further, so far from this life.

But into the distance, reflections like shimmer,

refracting rays, the hall of mirrors.

Drawn to this place like flies to the light,

a spectacle of colour beneath the night.

Images flicker and pictures so real,

projecting desires and all of my fears.

This looking glass that echoes my soul,

a baleful glimpse of a life unknown.

Of broken thoughts and truths undone,

devotions lost, unrequited love.

Recoiled in horror, i fall to my knees,

with head in my hands, desperation screams.

A storm so loud it breaks the heavens,

a wind so fierce it shakes the trees.

The mirrors shatter and light shines through,

returning to myself, a place i once knew.

The fallen curtain and the crashing walls,

all that was becomes nothing at all.

Darkness recedes and whispers fade,

the blistering sun upon my face.

Distorted visions they disappear,

the world around me becoming clear.  

As everything becomes illuminated,

what i've become is emanated.

No more the voices and all is clearer,

this lucid veil, this two-sided mirror.

Reflections surrounding, pray I not see,

Pray I not listen, yet I still breathe.

Never to change and never to heal,

always behind my two-sided veil.