It hurt the eyes, blinded by fire
yet faith lies in the shadows cast
In the corner, folded in dust flurries
lie believes that a corner is real as
the fire is not.
But the walls
no reality can hold
Soft spoken whispers
mimic the sound of truth
lost souls drifting to find
between the shadows and the fire
beyond the fakery, the lying walls
(c) Casteleijn MG. 2018.
(c) Image by Stephanie Johanson: https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/366199013424549498/