keep having these dreams
they are not dreams at all
just an illusive state
of hide and seek
through mazes and corridors
past every exit is another turn
every direction I travel doesn't seem to be new
although I have troubles finding you
silence holds no weight
postcards just reiderate
the fact your alone
souls just searching for home
where there is no more wishing
on pennies
what is luck
what is a dream when they are empty
when you awake more lost
the world will go on without me
no road to escape
the fear of illusion
my soul may defuse
into social confusion
wheres there to run to
when your broken down and empty
when your soul is weak and hungry
need a fix that not going to consume my body
where is the love that haunts me
a comotose state of glory
just another page of my story
foolish to think things would change
beauty only lasts for so long
until its deranged
Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 5:02 PM UTC
keep having these dreams
they are not dreams at all
just an illusive state
of hide and seek
through mazes and corridors
past every exit is another turn
every direction I travel doesn't seem to be new
although I have troubles finding you
silence holds no weight
postcards just reiderate
the fact your alone
souls just searching for home
where there is no more wishing
on pennies
what is luck
what is a dream when they are empty
when you awake more lost
the world will go on without me
no road to escape
the fear of illusion
my soul may defuse
into social confusion
wheres there to run to
when your broken down and empty
when your soul is weak and hungry
need a fix that not going to consume my body
where is the love that haunts me
a comotose state of glory
just another page of my story
foolish to think things would change
beauty only lasts for so long
until its deranged
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