The night wind sings me to sleep,
I close my eyes and try to dream.
But, like a puppet I feel like I am on a string,
And those old memories start to haunt me.
I try to lie to find a way out,
But, I can't seem to shout.
Hoping the day will draw near,
So, it can make the darkness disappear.
As I lay there and slumber in agony,
I feel myself falling deeper into an other reality.
I guess these are the things dreams are made of,
Disappointment, lies and mayhem.
But, fear not for me my friends,
I am not alone in my quest,
For there are others out there you see,
Who sees the world as I see.
- by Luna Flower Bunny |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/20/2014 |
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