Thursday, 7 June 2007
03:06:42 PM (GMT)
It is funny how dreams break,
From this dream i want to wake.
Pull me out of fantasy,
My life becoming a mystery.
Knots building in my throat,
Im lying in a sinking boat.
Thunder, lightning, crash down on me,
I say sinking in the wild devouring sea.
Small and weak am i,
a balloon that floats to the sky.
A tangled up mess,
of anger, fear, and stress.
Heart pounding inside my chest,
no matter how much i try i am never close to the best.
Being pushed down with force,
Pounded on by a firey horse.
Far, far away from life it seams.
Telling us lies,
Bringing our real lives out of the dirt and into the skys.
But those are only dreams.
Last edited: 10 June 2007