Illusions


It is not easy, still I try

To comprehend my thoughts,

My hands begin to shiver,

My lips begin to quiver

Because you were all

That I ever sought.

 

My heart embittered,

My dreams shattered,

Amidst my ruins, I tread

My ideas are breaking,

Convictions are shaking,

Deep within me, I bleed.

 

I bleed of all

That's over and gone,

I bleed from wounds unseen.

Gloom lurks

Over the nebulous horizon,

And melancholies veil in between.

 

Looking back through the passages

I sometimes begin to wonder; 

Were you not a dream that came?


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