Only an illusion;

A delirium of the mind.

Nothing is existing,

But an empty space in time.

 

Am I dreaming?

Is all this real?

Is that me screaming,

As fate turns the wheel?

 

Day by day,

I slip a little further.

Trying to believe,

She'll be there forever.

 

Careless feelings

That touch the soul;

Their origins

Nobody knows.

 

Careless heart

That has grown cold;

Yet starting to mend,

Every time I hold

Her in my arms.

 

Soft whispers are

Spoken in the dark.

I pull her closer;

Still protecting my heart.

 

Shadows are dancing

In the wind;

Wishing all of

This never had to end.

 

Loving today,

The treasure I hold,

Protecting always

My hoard of gold.

 

Dreaming of forever.

Always so scared.

Only the two of us there

.......In silence.

 

Silence

Copyright 2001

By Jeff Benda

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