Delusional foundations

It is in delusion that
life scatters new foundations
among the roads of less
traveled sparing the holes
that we are so easily ready
to sink upon destroying the
layers of protection that
took hardships to reattach
and fill in the dangerous
thoughts of yesterdays
soft melodies.

The promise of fruition
of a sweeter taste is
compromised and compressed
in my mind of knowing
better and fighting for
losing battles that I shall
never have the strength
to win or follow through
with as the dawn swallows
the night again leaving me
in the standstills of
yesterdays scars.

Poisoned spear reaches
already weakened body
of despair in the center
of what is in and out but
never found fair among the
minds of compared.Black
death of living in the
dark but being made to walk
the steps of the unbearable
seizes the light of the sun.

Driftwood stops the river
of pain just for a second
of a lifetime. Immortality
seems reachable and surprisingly
delicious even if just in
the thoughts of glory that
shall never come to pass.
Fringes of cloth unfold in
one desperate move of regrettable
satisfaction.Left alone
among the non-existing life
of told you so's in a hollow
of cold and played out games.

Walking away knowing in which
demons I play as I take another
piece from the board of life's
ever learning prospects of
loses and tears.Weak enough
to know better,strong enough
to want it anyway no matter
what comes to pass in the
lives of the doomed and
encouraging ghost that are
forever to shadow the walls
of needs.

Another lesson taught in
the salt of water dropped.
Another moment of perfection
that lingers wholesomely
in my heart of knots that
will just for another second
be forgotten on the spot.
Another smile that screams
it's frustrations inwardly
as it plays games of yesterday.