Disappearance

After searching amongst a dirty pile of needles
One, two, three, a million times, and again

Saw the brightness of a tiny sparkle

Augmented by a tasteless despair

After getting exhausted, hopeless, empty 

I could finally hit it up, bend it and carve it

While looking at the mirror

And confusing what was material

Lost my senses, locked up my logic

But, endeavor after endeavor

I come and go the same silly path

Till that deceiving dust is washed out of my eyes

By convulsionant bitter tears 

My mirage disappears

And those bedside stories to remember

Of what exists no more, and never really existed

This illusion melts

Runs through my fingers

Like a disgusting goop

Which I spread on my face
To try to glue my eyes together again