We live in a world where sleight of hand
is a constant occurrence
and I am not skilled in this form
and self doubt reigns in me.
Close-up, I perceive the cracks, and ruses
and my mind speeds off in countless directions,
journeys of which I no longer wish to be part.
Manipulation mithers me wherever I go.
I hope to beat this curse,
but temporary insanity is winning the day.
I am dark, but shining brightly.