Impostor

When the shadows start to haunt, 

And whispers become unbearable,

I hear the Impostor inside me,

Commanding me to listen, talk, cheat and lie to myself,

Deceiving from truth and reality,

Guilt, shame and mistrust become my virtue,

I convince myself, 

I am not helpless!

The future is there,

As a hope for tomorrow,

As I run away from darkness towards light,

I struggle to wake up from my reality,

Defying every god I have believed in,

Every moment I have cherished,

Shouting at myself in the loneliness around me,

Silence becomes, a luxury beyond me,
With a glow in my eyes and a smile on my face,

I wait for this moment to pass by,

Unnoticed and undetected.

Why am I Smiling?

Dreaming big and strange,

surfing the wave of thought,

standing tall beneath the clouds of certainty,

unclear of present,

uncertain of my own reality,

looking for a sign of existence,

hoping for the truth to be revealed, 

shadows of darkness stands besides me in an elevator of time, 

covering the distance of believe, 

reaching the illusion of happiness,

satisfying my lust to masquerade again.