Choking Upon Illusions Poem by Alejandro Velez

Why cant you turn around and face me?
Why label my feelings with names?
And walk the other way against me.
With stolen lies and sold truth.
Preaching the wasted time to prejudging youth.
By brains getting warmed up by rage.
Enter the dangerous death to stage.
Ghosts dealing hope to condemned souls.
Choking upon a real feeling.
Get ready to start believing.
The illusion meant for the unspoken.
The blind child with wet eyes about to get broken.