Dreams of Reality
Each door leads to the same final destiny…
Head upon pillow
dreams of reality bittersweet.
Daily walks through life,
avoiding what may come
through midnight dreams.
Sleep in peace often means,
death by the streams.
Knocking upon realities door.
“Yet, no answer.” Always the same as before.
Dreams, my reality
waiting for the clock to strike
as I walk upon deaths shore.
Awaken with new abrasions;
upon my soul and a wounded heart
for your future, I now behold.
When the clock chimes at four
Your life, shall be known here…
Never more.



and much love~ Desire~*~~*~



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