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Mirage
I believed I was misguided,
When into darkness lead,
Chained to these illusions,
These fields in which I tred,
I cherished each mirage,
Another face to act,
But now that I have faded,
These visions too I lack,
Sweet hallucinations,
Of which I often sought,
Now resting in darkness,
In my room where I am caught,
I lay here staring upward,
My eyes empty and heart still,
I don't want to break this silence,
Isolation is my will,
The dreams that I once carried,
Withered like a flower,
Once pushed from fields of thought,
Perished in one hour,
Just one hour thinking,
And now all is to dusk,
I'll lay and wait here, lonely,
Cry again if I must,
These hopeless day-dreams vanish,
Such like when tears dry,
But in a daze, I'll curl up,
Dead and cold inside,
My visions at a standstill,
My heart is frozen too,
Overcast by these feelings,
Brought upon by you,
You caused this starless hour,
This unlit, shadowed grave,
The tomb is my own room now,
I'll suffer in the shade,
Allow the feelings to wash me,
My dreams fly and float away,
You'll never know these emotions,
Within my heart they'll stay,
You'll feel the darkness in me,
As you lean in to make things right,
But you cannot release me from this,
Weak are your will and might,
The darkness will consume me,
I cannot be without,
And maybe once again I'll dream,
If you will help me out,
I'll wait here upon my bed,
An empty, thoughtless soul,
Until you come and fulfill me,
Let darkness eat me whole.
