Labyrinth of illusions

In the depth of the glances (of a reflection I see in front of me)

the world's collide 

overwhelmed by the ecstasy I found

in those enchanting eyes

some story resides,

Stories to tell; words to spell;

but.. do these mouth actually speak

the words from heart

bounded by illusions 

is it just me?

again giving meaning to something meaningless (giving meaning to myself?)

but is it really meaningless?

................

I lost myself in the verses 

in such a way that 

deep into my ruptured bones

I seek; I crave attention

Whose?

.................

Like a feather that falls without measuring it's step

and silk that flows and easily bend

with the course of a thing; we call time

..................

What it's like to 

   have a poor introspection (about everything)

what it's like to be stupid enough

    to live life waywardly?

;;;

Am I plagued by the insanity in this sane world 

or am I only trying to be sane in this insane one,

with every alley connecting to aisles

is it all just an illusion

a loop incomprehensible;

...................

Death was always the scary one

an end to me & end to thou

but lost in the passways of this mirage 

life has become more fearful now;

since the enigma of both illusions and life is that;

In the labyrinth crossing each other

everyone is lost scattered all around;

and I on the other hand; somewhere

only have a wish to be found...