To dream, oh how i long to dream
to shake lose the shackles of reality and forge
a world where the imagination is the wand and I the conductor
to which the wonderful symphony of sleep plays.
to dream, to dare, oh only if i could dream
yet awake i stay in this, the realness that is my life
never knowing wat dreams may come in the darkness of that false death
never knowing when i will awake
To deam, to know love
to dream of beauty, of the face the angels pray for
a body the gods would die for,
and the soul a feind would wish for
To dream...but i cannot
no longing, no love, no dareing, no beauty
Only the darkness of reality the crulety of the real world
the only escape is to dream...and yet the horrors of this world steals my dreams from me....
If only i could dream...
-Christian R. Davis
- Title: What Dreams May Come
- Artist: iiSavage_Bob
Insomnia conflicts my vision and my track of thought.
Most of the time i never know when im asleep of awake
i drift off and write things in this state of mind never know exactly what to write but never stoping the movement of my wrist
i guess this one stemed from the lack of dreamin on my end ...enjoi
- Date: 07/25/2009
- Tags: dreams come