Grandeur

You had illusions about grandeur, you were the one that knew it all, all the time, each step of the way. You knew it, no one could come close to your power and strength. Tell me then, why is it that now you are collapsing, you are down on the floor, head dug deep into the mud? You expect to hide away, you’re not digging deep, but your demons follow you, they don’t allow peace to enter your mind. You try to move, sensless, you try to get up with dignity and pride, but you’re defenseless, and once again you’re tumbling down. Looking for the wrong people to blame. Ignoring the ones offering a hand, blaming them for the ones pushing you down, from behind. You try to keep the illusion of love, so all the hurt caused by the ones that don’t love you, you try to blame on the ones that try.