Weeds

I see what will never be

Don't take well to reality

It's just another adversary in this game I play

 

Off-time,mind play of lies

waiting on a thought that has dissipated

Looking for an opening that's not there

Trust me I know what I'm doing

in my wolrd of fantasy

 

Obsessed with the lie

I sell to my mind

In loyalty it takes the seed

that later turns to weeds

One day I will return to the

world of the living

and move on with my life

But for now I'll stay inside and be

 

If only yesterday goes away

Can I start again

PerpetualWinter PerpetualWinter
31-35, F
Mar 13, 2009