The Mirage in Poetry

We see what we want inside this prison
Creating hell like a magician
The mirror loses your reflection
The sea of souls is one
Not a schizophrenic prism
Escape is the realization
Nirvana
And the All’s reflection
The charade is you and me
And the Ego won’t let you see

The shadows of this dream
Are running away from me
I’m hidden and unseen
Just an image on a screen
With liquid illusion
Trapped inside my eyes
Blind
Bound to a sleepwalking hallucination

As I look above
The rain turns to blood
The clouds are dark and thick
With scabbed stars
Shedding their sins
The moonlight fears its reflection
So it hides beyond sight
The heavens die
To give Earth, its life
The mirrors crack
And countdown begins
Until it happens again