Reality Poem by Robert Siney

I hate the bitter taste of the everyday air
And the hollow emotion of the rainbow;
The earth is a blank canvas without you,
It’s a place I know but can’t stand to be.
I feel you in the palm of my hand,
Yet our shadows remain strangers.

I must save you from this bewildering reality,
Together we shall flee its gruelling grasp.
And when I come face to face with your slayer,
I shall feel your strength and walk away.
For this is not my battle;
But sometimes nothing is the hardest thing to do.

Every time I read your story I pray for a different ending,
Now let’s close our eyes and go back to the beginning.