May 27, 2006 20:15
Here is a poem I wrote when I was sitting looking out at the water down on Fort Henry Hill; feel free to leave comments if you want to.
This Cannot Be
Can anything look this real?
Or am I just staring
Out at this beautiful illusion
This cannot be
Am I living in an illusion
Or am I really living
In this wonderous place
This cannot be
I look around
Wondering
If this is all real
Or just a beautiful illusion
This all seems so real
But it cannot be
Because I awake
From a beautiful dream
Of what could have been
It was all just a beautiful illusion
I knew it could not be real.