I find myself once and again

I find myself once and again
In the reality of another dimension
A second ago there was no pain
A second later- there is this detention

A seclusion I would not fathom
A second ago; yet it is so
We are out of rhythm
Our world was all I needed to know

Were pots of gold
Lay at every rainbows end
Inside a mist clears; o behold
What once was felt has been bent

This was not my vision
Ours was happier, 'twas fiction