SMOKE & MIRRORS

None of this is real It’s all just illusion When I wake I will find my self Living my unlived life Life unlived my living Self my find will I Wake I when Illusion just all its Real is this of none ©2011 Jill Terry

TAKING REIGN

Madness comes In many forms I’ve recently Come to learn Fallen victim Self inflicted Lost wanderer Innocent bystander Watching Hearing Seeing Experiencing Feeling Living Something so small Completely Insignificant Can be the catalyst Act as the trigger And everything Spirals Comes undone Unraveling Weakening Crumbling Breaking Until you slip Into numbness Leading to Nothingness And

THE HEART OF ONENESS

It’s that moment When all is aligned My hand to your lips Your eyes meeting mine When everything Is so familiar And there is no question Only the knowing ©2011 Jill Terry