• Dreams are like fantasies...

    No they are nothing but fantasies...

    Fantasies long forgotten by lines unwritten

    Words unsaid uncovered by time

    Choice is no longer existent only a path before your eyes

    The sun becomes a shadow blinding our judgment

    Nothing can be said to undue the painful scars on the heart

    So many unnatural truths rushing a sense of instinct into a confused mind

    I can not run towards a past that has become but sand in time

    I can not rush to a future that has no meaning

    So I endure a present state of chaos



    Your words have no longer meaning

    Has not the scales of time played this tune one too many times

    Although the waves hit over and over to this sand

    It still does not wash to shores undying hope



    But even the strongest of rocks can be broken by the current

    The strongest gust of wind is broken by the changing weather

    And yet something as fragile as sentiments are unchanged by scarring pain