I Thought Poem by Rik Bertrand

I am not who I thought I was, and you are not for real.
Life has disengaged my heart and soul, I no longer feel.
My being is changing and I have set you aside for now,
There is something not right, dreams are turning fowl.


Do not be weary in my decisions, my words scatter,
Nothing I do has any reason, and this sad life doesn't matter.
I smile one moment as I see hope in the distance,
And then I sadden suddenly, seeing that I am only a menace.

Head held low with no true meaning of who I am,
I am not who I thought I was, I am a very lonely man
The sun sets upon my life and I sit here all alone,
I have become a sour man and my thoughts I cannot atone.

Do not miss me for you are not real and do not exist,
You are all figments of my imaginations that I shall not miss.
Go on with your not existent lives, and live as you were taught,
And while you're doing all of this, I will become what I am not.

REB (JULY 2012) I Thought I knew who I was, I thought you were real