Another World
Words come to life with pen and paper,
Trying to make sense of it all,
Through the blurred strokes of ink.
Reliving old memories.
Long forgotten dreams .
In this place time stands still
All I want and desire is so real
But that is the cruel joke this world plays so well
To give you an illusion and make you believe it is ok the feel.
I get lost in this world
Wanting so badly for it to be mine and not just a façade
But I know that it will never be
For I know there is no place in that world for me.
Copyright © Rebecca Travis | Year Posted 2011
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