Breathing in a world of hallucinations,
And dreaming of apathetic illusions.

Brimmed with emotions and hundred of thoughts,
Had they resided in me Or was it me who had been cooped up?

In the dreams too those thoughts had deceived me,
Still an illusion and faded emotions are left in me.

Those faded emotions left many hidden chapters behind,
That's scary enough in which remorses are strongly twined.

Surely there is an existence of certain reality in the core of illusion,
I'm a dreamer...
I had to discover it with the vision of perception.


© 𝓗𝓪𝓻𝓼𝓱𝓱