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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