Illusions

As the seconds tick by,
A weary heart smiles,
Knowing the end,
Is now not so distant.
The joy of knowledge,
Death brings, in his stride…
The comfort of non existence,
Beckons…
To slowly drift,
Into the arms of death…
To be delivered to an end,
Not just from here,
But all the worlds…
Heaven, Hell, Earth,
Or otherwise,
What is the difference?
Where is it?
What is the horizon?
Does it exist?
An illusion is all it is…
Life and death,
Tears and Laughter,
Joy and sorrow,
Knowledge and Ignorance,
Darkness and Light,
All but illusions,
Of the unreal mind…