passing like the moon
in the light of the dawn
we have a perspective,
without reason
to truly believe
i’d rather take this chance,
than lose it once and forever
i’ll live out the rest of this dream
in unshakable regret
at the words i never speak
when it came time to
a vision
an illusion
something deep within my thoughts
an idea,
something fake
unreal
untouchable
where was it that we have gone
i won’t step back to into it
there are no maps of reality
in a dream that i cannot remember
a world of abstract mythology
of aspirations and fouled hope
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 8:59 AM UTC
passing like the moon
in the light of the dawn
we have a perspective,
without reason
to truly believe
i’d rather take this chance,
than lose it once and forever
i’ll live out the rest of this dream
in unshakable regret
at the words i never speak
when it came time to
a vision
an illusion
something deep within my thoughts
an idea,
something fake
unreal
untouchable
where was it that we have gone
i won’t step back to into it
there are no maps of reality
in a dream that i cannot remember
a world of abstract mythology
of aspirations and fouled hope