Me: "And why do you stay away from people oh poor soul!"
He: " They're all the same with different masks".

In the clouds of my head
Like a thundering do you strike
All the pieces of my mind
rusting by your memories
Being absorbed in the blood
and right through my heart,
like a drug do you flow
infecting all my body parts
For it was a dream quite glittering
now tormenting my soul
And yet it's hard to accept
You were an illusion overall.