Illusion

Strange illusions of my life,
Have snatched my happiness forever.
Though as it seems, I am designed for grief,
Yet, how long will I survive in rivers of tears?

Many years have I spent in fear,
Those storms still echo through my ears.
And ever I have walked from year to year,
carrying my invisible dreams and hopes.

No longer can this be , for I must believe,
I cannot accept this fate,
As my memories are stolen,
lost by far,
In the perfect storm,
yet to come....