These are just illusions.
These are only dreams.
Water of conclusions
Born in dreadful screams.
These are only fears.
These are only words.
They just look like gears.
They just feel like swords.
This is just delirium.
These are only lies.
Flammable like cerium.
Swallowed like my cries.
These are all illusions
Trembling on a brim.
Just like the conclusions
That I make of him.
This was only praying.
Wish that I were heard.
He is gone. I'm staying.
Torn, ardent, absurd.
07.11.16
Illusions
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