Breaking Illusions

Spent almost a lifetime in borrowed dreams,
Chasing shadows, chasing “what it seems”;
Thinking of things that were never there,
Building castles in empty air.

Dreams that won’t ever come to be,
Yet they still held control of me;
Meaningless thoughts, I knew them so
Still I let my hours go.

Time was wasted, still it flows,
Even now the pattern grows;
Slapped by truth, again and again,
Yet illusions refuse to wane.