Sunday, March 14, 2010
Penned down emotions @ 10:07 PM

hallucination

And so it came to be
this isolation that I am
I can only look to me
to find the way it all began -

this confusion, constant
hunger for something more than this
I strive to find this being
that I envision, yet seem to miss.

Could it be that I am empty-
or maybe a little lost?
Could it be that I am lonely,
or seek happiness at any cost?

This never-ending Something
that I am living deep inside,
depicts the illusion of myself
and all I have to hide

tablechair;zowee