Facing Up To Reality

Facing Reality

I want to mingle in the confusion;

Enjoy the breath of the moment,

The way of living,

The way of thinking,

The promise of glamour,

But not the brutality.

I realize though,

How it matters still,

The truth tries to set me free.

My twisted mind produces it all

Like the wind sneaking around in the dark.

I shall reach into reason

With a cheerful a mood as I can invent,

Shape my lips into a smile

And face the signs of life.

Wishful, hoping, desires are sometimes only that.