Clashes...
You have to understand everything to know what your purpose is, do you not? But what if there is suddenly an open door on your quest, and you are sucked inside of it, left torn away from your friends, and you wonder if you are torn away from reality. Is it, or is it not fantasy?
What you are walking into... is my reality, and you may call it merely a dream, but I have to ask you what is the difference? Do you or do you not... know you're dreaming or are you awake? Where does reality wake up and where does it sleep?
Tell me why I have lost everything in reality, and only left with a fantasy that has become my reality? I do know the difference from fantasy and reality, but at times, I don't want to believe it...
The night wakes, and the day breaks, leaving me beneath the sky, and endless vow, like my promises to my fantasy, or are you telling me my reality is fantasy, and fantasy is forsaken to death? I don't know what it is, but I look into your eyes, seeing a memory, as if I'd known you long ago, but tell me, are you my dreams? Do they lay within you? I 'm not sure of my past, and at times, I wish the present wasn't even here! Do you miss me, my dream, and why was I forsaken, tossed aside?
I don't even know myself, but I look into your face, knowing you had fixed me. My soul had been broken in reality, and now I'm dreaming, my memory wiped, but you... you.... In reality, I had fallen, and you had grabbed my hand, picked my broken body off the ground, you had saved me....
And you tell me I saved you, But I just don't understand how.... But I needn't understand anything.... y you're here, I'm here, fantasy, reality.... clashes..... Tell me My memory is yours forever, tell me I am yours forever, my sweet clash of dreams that has become my reality.
Teela_Y · Wed Aug 24, 2005 @ 07:43pm · 1 Comments |