Think Of Me

Evaluate the moment you left behind. Every little word trickling down the back of your throat seems worthless, meaningless, flawless, all at the same time. Things you never could have said, but your mind races with the thought of expressing those sweet, clear words. False memories flood in, replacing the anguish you've caused yourself, scurrying back and forth, teasing you with hints of joy and happiness, all of it dreamlike... because it is. An illusion so powerful it consumes you! Every waking moment screams mercilessly at you, please accept me! even though you can't. It's not real... or is it? The fight to pretend weakens your psyche. You can no longer distinguish between what is real and what's not because its been so, so long and those memories hold your appetite so steady that you don't hunger anymore, you don't thirst, you just are. Everything within you just exists, dreamlike, an illusion.