My truth of illusion

It's all based on my illusion which came in my mind .

May be my truth and illusion are both in a state of flux,
causing a silent hollow anxiety in my heart.
I feel no difference when I am awake or asleep.
Day and night I suffer this sting of the unfathomable unease.
I always try calming the voice in my heart
How is it promise? that I have taken
to not run away from this state of being.
In loneliness I talk to my heart by questioning
Have I sworn to not be far away
From my sorrow and own promises.