that to be apart of nature,
that to be apart of something pure.
man can never recreate.
and the artist remains unknown.
Time and time again, attempts shall be made.
But Soon-
reality shows itself-
only to reveal
this is a no winners game.

A Dream I Wish It was,
When the hounds of hell
Were unleashed up my family

A Dream I Wish It was,
When I heard the horrific
Screams from the bedroom,
When the faces of the
Traumatized children leaked

A Dream I Wish It was,
When the aftermath caused
Me to weep day in and day out,
Wishing it was only a figment of
My hell - filled imagination

A Dream I Wish It was... ... ...

The roses weren't red,
The violets weren't blue.
I know it started off cheesy-
But let me get through.
Everything lost its' identity
when I kissed you.

You wanted to kiss me?
Are you sure that was true?
My heart fluttered frantically against my flesh...
I literally couldn't catch my breathe.

My emotions still unclear-
I dreamt my love will never dissappear.