Maya (Illusion)

I am universes tumbling
out of bleeding eyes
I am an errant thread
in the infinite weave of the cosmos
I am a black star 
hiding among bright galaxies
I am debris floating 
in the vast expanse of dark space.

I am the darkness 
hiding behind your smile
I am the guttural scream
you swallow in a crowd
I am the evil you deny 
when the lights are turned off. 

I am the crimson stains
on your long sleeves
I am the strength of monsters
that gets you through the day
I am the frailty of mankind
that shatters your reflection. 

I am the raging savage
who has learned to read 
I am the civilized reluctant
who returns to the jungle
I am the artist in hiding
whose lines are yet to be written. 

I am the wolf howling 
at the moon in kinship 
I am the crow in search 
of the the afterlife
I am the cockroach scurrying
from the feet that will cursh life. 

I am the black 
that swallowed the light
I am the hope 
that slit its wrist 
I am the happiness 
that cried acid-tears. 

I am the middle class fool
with a chip on my shoulder
I am the dream of a child
denied by birth's (lack of) privilege
I am the first Armani suit 
bought uselessly to fit in 
I am the black t-shirts 
worn incessantly to rebel. 

I am the obsessive lover
who has lost his reason
I am the fighter 
seeking absolution in pain
I am the coward 
fighting fears using my demons
I am the remorseless villain
using his eyes as a conscience. 

I am the atrocities of man 
captured in an eye-blink
I am the hunger pangs 
of men left to rot by callous 'betters'
I am the anarchist without cause
waiting for the apocalypse. 

I am the shifting mirage 
on the scorching road to hell
I am the illusion of fate
for I am you
I am all that has happened to you
I am all that could happen 
I am what must never happen
I could be you
I AM AN ILLUSION
I do not exist. 

©Lost 

*While I am not fond of long poems, my ego doesn't allow me to edit or cut this.