Counterfeit dreams

You know how you saw your days to come?
Well I’m afraid it’s time to come clean
Because in the end you will succumb
You won’t settle for counterfeit dreams

See, the painful price of the creative mind
Is the total destruction of order
And now you find yourself in a bind
With no more pawns left to barter

What you thought was your fatal flaw
Is really your strength unfound
A gift denied and declawed
Exposed when your ship ran aground

But there is no turning back for you now
The realisation is honest
Counterfeit dreams must be disavowed
An unknown future is promised

Steven Shorrock (2018)

Author: PTSDays

An inside view of experience of post-traumatic stress, recovery and mental health. #PTSD #MentalHealth #Poetry

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