Deceiving Dreams
Living in a dream is an exception
The scenes are all real strange and different
The music within it are all chained down
Never do the notes express their lament
As the nature of the dream is a swamp
Portraying and delving an eerie truth
Not knowing if you should get wet within
Or find dry land and see just what your worth
Dreams are deceiving, just where are you now
Do you know exactly what they’re made of
However strange they are, sometimes they’re great
The best thing you could imagine with love
I can see the dream floating above me
I picture my soul lifting into it
Dedication ensues now for this dream
No longer is this view strange, it’s legit
Power, this dream harbors a grand scene here
Inside I see the immense existence
Another massive passion within it
Extreme lifelong passion deliverance
But unlike the superior dreams bright
There are those that fear envelopes inside
The whistle blows letting you know time’s up
You have entered the end of the bright side
And darkness becomes all that you can see
It radiates out from every corner
I must find a way out, I must wake up
That way I make sure it doesn’t bother
The eventual dream mystifies me
Always in the dark realm of the unknown
I know sometimes I resist to dream then
It comes to pass, I’m proud to dream what’s shown
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2014
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