Illusions in the Silence

Illusions in the Silence

Alone in the quiet, I hear your voice,

A whisper in shadows, a longing, a choice.

Your presence lingers, yet you’re not near,

A mirage I chase, a phantom I fear.

I reach out, but grasp only air,

Your absence a weight I cannot bear.

You stand before me, eyes blind to see,

The illusion of you, the truth of me.

In the mirror, your reflection fades,

A trick of the light, a dance of shades.

I call your name, but you don’t reply,

Lost in the echoes, I wonder why.

The mind plays games with what is real,

Crafting dreams I long to feel.

Yet in the end, I stand alone,

Chasing illusions, far from home.

Each day a battle, each night a test,

Fighting shadows, seeking rest.

But the more I struggle, the more I find,

The chains are forged within my mind.

I build these walls, then curse their height,

A prisoner in my own sight.

Yearning for freedom, yet too afraid,

To face the world I’ve self-made.

Perhaps one day, I’ll break these chains,

Step into the light, release the reins.

Until then, I’ll wander this land,

A soul adrift, with empty hands.