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Illusion

This falling, this is overwhelming me.

This time I can barely remember, who I was before

Who I am right now.

This, falling, makes me feel, fake, trembling unto you

This, falling, makes me feel, invisible, I am an illusion

This time I can barely remember, who came before

Who is here right now.

Can you hold on, stay inside this, pleasant reality

You say I am real, you say we’re not fake.

Our conscience is separated

You say we used to be one, eternal, living being

Please tell me.

Who came before

What is here right now.

Can you say that this pain is an illusion.

Are we really one? A single mind?

A faded light that cannot shine?

This, falling, this is overwhelming me.

This time I can barely remember, who I was before

Who I am right now.

This, falling, makes me feel, fake, trembling unto you

This, falling, makes me feel, invisible, I am an illusion

Comments3

  • Cheeky Missy

    Fascinating and with that repetition serving rather as a vividly poignant refrain, intensely haunting in its unanswered query. Lost in the midst reality, drifting from the shores of the tangible to find oneself in foamy sea of unknowns, wrestling with truth and sensations....very interesting with excellent imagery. Wish I could help you. May the LORD have mercy on you.

    ttfn,
    Jenny

  • baj-a

    powerful and poignant and well expressed. the feeling of not being sure of who one is and what is real comes through very clearly.

  • sokibgb

    Illusion, the feeling of not being real, invisible and helpless. came thru very clearly. Excellent write, soki



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