Illusion, Memories, Life and Death.

Silent quiet self only contemplate at what is seen..
Stunned silent heart never met ..
Here I pensively waiting days ..
Is this real or just an illusion?

The shadows that have enveloped was back ..
It blew breath, slowly .. but not sure ..
Fly, fly this soul ..
Towards dusk of the other day ..

A gust of emotion rose ..
I do not believe ..
What I witness no longer held ..
I know they are no longer imagined ..

Close, but never attained ..
Visible, but not reached ..
There was, however unrequited ..
Only quiet supernal, the limit of breath and hope that this spirit ..

Sail the day with a roaring silence hearts ..
Own, still looking for certainty and soul.
Love, happy, and cheerful .. Evaporate over time assembling the evening ..

Tough, right on my face to the illusion that indescribable ..
Until one day I’ll realize it, that there is no illusion ..
Because really, I could no longer be in this world ..