Illusions

Illusions

A Chapter by Andrez Cervantes

These sleepless nights

They all add up.

"The past is dead and bared, you'll get nothing from living there."

Today is what matters.

Today.

But, everyday somehow feels like today...

an Illusion...

As if it means nothing.

It is just a ghost haunting me.

Conducing fright.

Fear.

Loneliness.



© 2014 Andrez Cervantes


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