This week to come is to bring more job hunting. Now where to go is the question.

My weekend has been recovery, sleep and work. How was everyone else's?

Who wants to drink with me?

"illusions"
sometimes i wonder if all i am is nothing more than lies
and my existence is only a dream of someone else's
i only wake up when they fall asleep
to live the life where their fears have materialized
i'm only sinking to reach out through this empty space
that tires me when what is real is rising to meet the sun
and i'm closing my eyes

what if everything i've loved
is only imagination
what if everything i've touched
was just an illusion

and all that i wanted i could never have
and all i thought was sacred was never there

the things i see are the colors of what was wished to be
so what i'm searching for will always be a mystery
i will never find a way to awaken
and i'll be haunted by memories that are not mine
to find myself cutting to see if i can truly feel the pain
or if i will only be hurting the one i'm residing in
and i hope they feel it

what if all i thought was real
was only an illusion
what if all that i could feel
was only imagination

and everything i've hoped to be will never become
and everyday is just as fake as the one that came before