Imaginary Conversation

I hear people talking in my head, continuously murmuring like a broken record player. At some point, my head starts hurting; as the crystal clear picture of me, tearing apart in a sudden explosion appears in front of my eyes...
Seriously, I need a break !


Are you there?
Yes. I am.
I will be always there.
Then why can't I reach you, when I long for you so badly?
Because I am unreachable like that.
Although I am still there; right beside you, like a shadow.
Why! Why don't you let me fade into you then?
Why do you always draw a line between us?
When I crossed all the boundaries...
Because soon enough you will realize you can not possibly
penetrate me. I am more likely to be defined as a thick, dense cloud.
Mmmm... not really... to me, you are just like Rumi's poems...
"No body, No soul, You are from the soul of souls"
Warning!!!
You are loosing yourself in me...
You don't have to alert me... I realized that long time ago..
You should have taken some pre-cautions then...
Huh! you are talking about defenses..
*silence*
Can we save us from an agressive tornado or a devastating tsunami?
The situation is similar...
Hmmm.....*sighs*
All I can say is that you should find a way to come back to the reality.
Reality!?! huh.. your reality only knows how to betray me..
Do you even understand the gravity of the situation?
Throwing these memories into the garbage,
will completely make me hollow with nothing left inside...
They are my last portion of belonging which encourage me to breathe everyday...
Yet I will suggest you to confront the cruel reality.
"Reminiscence " is leading you to a dead end;
and the kind of dream you are experiencing,
is nothing more than a mere illusion.....
....... and you are too... just a momentary illusion.
It is for you to decide.
Are you actually?
I am confused.
Why did it feel so real then?
*silence*
Ah! What a fool I am!
You ARE actually,
That's why you are unreachable. Aren't you?
Can't believe I was dreaming for so long...
(silently whispers)
... Yes you were. Now it is time to wake up...
I will be still around though.. just like a shadow.
Or shall I say like a ghost?




....................
You were right...
My reality is actually collapsing into pieces; and there you
are..... still haunting me like a ghost....
What can I do other than blaming the nocturnal pollution that infected me....