My Dreams And My Reality
My Dreams And My Reality1 min 320 1 min 320
My dreams and reality often engage in a quarrel
Both pity, both rough
Both eager for dominance
My peace of mind floats above
In a senseless bubble
I am scared. A banner reads above my head
I can't read what it says.
I can't differentiate
From day to night
From right to wrong
From voice to vision
From my own home or my own prison
I have lost the sense
To separate feelings.
I feel everything and nothing at all.
So I wait. Unarmed. Unbothered. Hopeless and dying a little.
How long before the candle burns out?
How long before it runs out of steam?
How long before the hot sun is replaced by the cold winds?
Loneliness. It is there with me. In that senseless bubbles.
It is tired. Just like me. Waiting. How damn long?
How long till I win this war?
How long till my dreams defeat my reality.
This is how I go to war.
Lonely and hopeless
I just want to win this war.
Live with my dreams and not my reality.