Words (poetry + art)

No one really enjoys playing pretend,
lost in illusions where nothing begins.

Without a beginning nothing can end;
Writing all these lines, never pressing send.

Words fail to describe what the eyes can't see,
but saying nothing can feel like lying.

Reality is viewed subjectively,
but truth exists in authenticity.

If it feels real then we trust that it's true;
What good does describing emotions do?

Intense connection, yes I feel it too,
pure energy flows between me and you.