Just...Like...This. Poem by Mike Blotzer

A glimpse beyond the walls, I see a life of which will never be
But oh, how high a man can dream? !
To heights unmatched and seldom seen

I touched the star that grants a wish, saw the face that launched 1,000 ships
Had everything, and so t'was bliss
but lost it all, Just.....Like.....This.

For Alas! , I am not meant for those, precious moments of parental prose
Nay- I am just meant to be alone
This curse I bear on my own.

Like a drunk, I rue the morning next, where reality replaces happiness
And darkness mixed with loneliness
Consumes the light my soul emits.

But something in me knew it then, eventually the floor would spin
A vortex where escape is thin
Here past the event horizon.

So alone I walk, toward Destined Death
Not of my flesh, but imagination

For a dream can quickly turn nightmare
And many times I've seen the pyre
Consume my spirit, hopes and desires
Just.....Like.....This.