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Byerly Jan 2019
What is your happy place?
A person?
An animal?
Your family or friends?
An actual place?
For me is an ilussion
Something made up
Non existing
I scape trought my toughts and fantasies
Im with my love
Hes happy. Happier than he has ever been.
He had tons of issues
Anxiety, depression, lonelines
...emptyness
Just to say a few...
He's showing me that IT DOES GETS BETTER
His smile is unique.
Pure.
He's not in the void anymore
He's happy.
And I'm happy when I'm with him.
It's amazing how something unreal can free you for a while
Then you remember the real world
A ****** up world
A world without him
And you try to fight back the reality and be strong for yourself and others
You keep holding on until you feel that it is getting better
And you are finally free
Pachi Nov 2014
I am nearly an illusion of life. I exist in this life, but at the same time, I don't. I am stuck in this pathetic place you humans call earth. I pity you with the rest of the people that are living, for life is another illusion within itself, and all of you are headed for your own doom. With all of these wars, destruction, and jealousy, you you are going to be the cause of your deaths, and you are simply making that end point closer and closer to you all. And when you think it's the end, it isn't, and trust me, all of you are going to be taken away. There will be no stone nor building or a sign of life remaining in this 'earth' of yours. Our whole life is a lie, and the sooner you all accept, and know this, the better of a chance we have of changing things. I just leave you all with this, life is nearly an illusion, and soon enough, life is going to catch up with you, and swallow you whole.
Anna B Dec 2015
Stepped out to get a drink
Came back with much more
It lasted less than a blink;
On my way to the store
My path crossed with that of a man
Who seemed to be calculating a plan
The fire to take over the world flamed from his eyes.
He just stood there, but embracing everything
The cold, the empty streets had a deep meaning
To me and to him
It was not the illusion caused by drinking.
Only our eyes met for less than a second
But our minds connected, I did not feel threatened.
On a late hour such as this I would normally increase my pace
But there we where, the only two souls
Who wanted to embrace
The night, the world, the cold, in order to find our life's goals.
I came back home with so much more
From the eyes of the stranger I received the message
"You are not alone".
Love Tamer Dec 2014
Passionate desire, flesh to flesh driven by an ilussion, a moment, a crisis of the heart;

Love is genuine, not hurtful to others,
Love is not selfish, it accepts us as we are,
Love is more than passion, it is reliance, it is acceptance, understanding and forgiveness.

When you live real love, sometimes it takes a near loss to realize it, to appreciate it and treasure it for all.
Love finds passion.
Passion doesn't always means love.
stranger Feb 2022
My earrings rusting in my hand,
The Honduras president was arrested for ******* possesion.
Seek out your hands, a coinless negotiation.
Eyes around me too pretty to be open and shoned over,
Lighting up the lighter in my pocket, I'm so much older...
Than I have ever dreamed I'd be.
I have lived in cities never councious what a ******,
Of crows crowing under their breath another-
Day passes, I'm dead but never buried.
People watching keeping me starry eyed, a sonder of no pretenses-a kind of high-my
Bones have learnt the shape of suffering,they're left-
Bent yeatly, seems like I'm loving it.
Loving my veins being carresed through my skin and the ilussion of a dream-loving
Anything but me thinking smoking breathing in the will
To go on.
Alone, you're telling me I made myself alone,
to learn to love without being alone.
hahah...
they never end.

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