"An illusion is only an illusion until you choose to let it become something real."
~~passion.fable14

Some

of

my dreams


are lost.
Nobody

can


seem to



find them.

I think


that


I lost them



when I gained

a grip on reality.

I'm really sad,


I had



such ideas to



to make of my dreams.


Plans for my
future.


Thoughts for my life.
Now, since we can't recover my

dreams,


I fear that I may
never know.


They told me that my dreams

are just illusions of
the mind.


They are not improtaint.


They are just fantasies.


So, I think that i lost my
plans.


My blue prints for my life.


I check in my shoes; maybe they are there, sleeping.


I check in my closet,
maybe they are there, whispering.


I check in my heart,
but there is nothing there. Reality
has
erased
my dreams.


I've sat here a while now,


and I've thought about the

ideas that I've lost.


I've sat here, and i've thought,


that I've come upon
an idea.


An illusion, is only an illusion until I decide to make it something real.


As I sit here,

I've thought about
my "illusions"

for


my



future.

As i sat here
in this dark room,









I've



repainted my dreams. I've rethought my blueprints,

and, recreated my illusions.


I'd lost my dreams,
and no one could find them

But, then i remembered,
that my


life is mine. And my dreams are my own.


They are my plans.
No one's "illusions"

at least, not for those who choose to turn those illusions into actions.