Beneath The Veil

I’m looking into the moon again.

I don’t know why, but it pleases me.

I do not smile, but I feel like I could cheer.

I’ve looked for an answer for so long,

and now I feel as if I’ve found it

inside the beautiful light of the full moon.

The sun doesn’t belong here;

it is much too painful to bear.

The moon gives off a gentle light,

still allowing sight while giving insight.

I only meant to curiously glance at the clear night sky,

but now I have found myself staring into the moon,

my mind absorbing the details of the new truth before me.

Why do you tell me to look away?

Why is it you tell me to turn around

and realize that I’m looking into a beautiful lie?

Why do you want me to stare

into the burning rays of the lying sun?

Stop speaking to me.

I’m not the one hypnotized by a false light.

Why does this taunt me so?

I pause and think a moment more.

I shall stay a bit longer.

For now I will stay in the pleasurable light;

the light that tells me I’ll be okay.

For now I will bask in the truth knowing nothing is wrong.

Soon the world we name reality

beckons me and I must leave the light for now.

I enter into an artificial light

and suddenly my eyes open wide

because I realize that once again I was blind.

I was sweet-talked into believing a lie again.

Once more I was lost and denying the truth.

Once again

I almost accepted the end.