Britterz101

It seems strange; a world of uncertainty before me contrasts with the blinded, happy life I left behind. They say 'ignourance is bliss'. From what I see they must be right- all that ever seemed solid and steadfast now glimmers, fades, and returns like a mirage: behold! The new chapter. To my left I see the hovering ghosts, for they cannot stand idly by, and too much I am reminded that they see much the same as I do right now, which makes me wonder if I too am the ghost in the corner of the others' eyes. To my right, is the world as I know now: the mirages play across a surreal world where the things that aren't possible become the things that