Monday, February 24, 2014

When the illusion died

When the illusion died
There was the void
The emptiness
The nothingness of days

When the illusion died
There was the noisy silence of the mind
The out of tune insane symphony of the heart
The sleepless nights
 
Grief
Pain
Sorrow
Isolation

When the illusion died

No past
No future
No color
No movement


Buried under words
Left to perish in abandonment
Never to resurrect
Forever gone
Amen




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