My Illusion

My Illusion

You think, but you don’t know. My thought is my reality of you and the physical is just the false imprint of you. I make what is real in my mind, holding you, kissing you. That is the aspect of my greatest dream. Having you in my arms as I close my eyes and nothing else is around us. The physical is gone and we control the world. No noise no worries just us in our own reality.

I’ll take away everything that is wrong. I’ll make you safe… I’ll make you cry. Joy isn’t nothing just you and only you. I don’t want days to go on and shed its false light upon my face without you there to touch it. You’re my life and dream, my thought and my pain. I never want that to end.

As I close my eyes. I see you reach for my arm and as I open them you disappear again into the void that is reality. My reality, my physical… I close my eyes and go into thought and there you are…

Thought is reality, the physical is the illusion.

By

Troy Bowden