You create an illusion, the one that makes me ecstatic
To hide the real you,
One which might just be demonic
You decorate a far fetched dream
And make it feel like it is for real
It is easy to manipulate with feelings and emotions.
So focused on surviving today
You just let all of this drown and make tomorrow a dull place
Your need to wear a mask is a mystery
Love knows no doors and windows
It is all a plain room, white and pristine
We color it with our moments, sketch them
With our experience.
You do not hide, we just share
I feel stranded
And seems like
Love will strangle me in my sleep
Dressed in the form of your illusions
It does not fail to nudge and remind me
“This might be an illusion too, but yours”
It puts me in a dilemma
To trust my love or myself.
You put me where I have to fight with my ownself
Trying to save myself either way.