Where Will We Take Each Other? Poem by Troy Clark

You’re an illusion you know
Something to great, so great to be real
It has to be fake, how, when!

You’re a fake my dear
But my heart, how it beats
It breaths your name
It whisper’s it when I’m in the shadows
It screams it
And I have no choice but to listen
And follow.

I want to, no; it’s a need.
A need to be in illusion with you
A must have, your like a half off sale
At Wal-Mart
Everyone has to go to it, just to see what’s available.

But your different from a half off sale
Much more, in fact your 100% free
So why do I have to fight for you
Not other’s but myself
I’m scared to be something
I’m scared to nothing
Are you?

You’re a fake my dear
But my heart, how it beats!
It breaths your name
It whisper’s it when I’m in the shadows
It screams it!
And I have no choice but to listen
And follow
So my illusion, where will we take each other?