are no longer victorious.
faltering between the lines of good and bad.
Black and white.
Smoke and lights.
Who to believe..
who has deceived.
Heroes thought to be the mirror of righteousness
are tainted with sins that defy every preconception
I no longer know my direction.
I now realize that Superman & Batman,
are actually a cross between Lex Luther and the Joker.
A gamble, no different than poker.
If the only people I could be certain were good,
just are not.
is the world really just this bad?
There is not good left?
Or is this my final test?
Can I handle my bubble popped?
My world stopped?
Holding on to memories of a simpler time.
Before I understood.
That even the best of the best,
can turn out to be, not good.
✌Gia Marie 2017 ©