Hallucinations
There are times when I’m surronded by my loneliness,
and in the darkness I look up to see your eyes staring back into mine.
You see, each time this happens,
I try caressing a cheek that isn’t even present.
In the sound of the solitude,
it all sounds too much like you.
It drives me mad,
I can’t look through a public place knowing none of the faces are owned by you.
Yet, the mind tries to make you present.
I think I’m a madman,
since everything I do revolves around you.
I lied about forgetting about you,
truth is;
I still do think of you.
Why?
Well, I ask myself that too.
(2014)
