Failed Hopes and Beliefs

Dreaming of glamour. 
Dread of truth.
Staying locked inside.
My own dream world.
Don't make me face reality.
Donate my time to fallacies.
Treating the void of endless rifts.
Noting my verbal irony.
Drowning in my own happiness.
Doubting my own glee.
Usually, I'd stop by now.
Obviously, I'm lying.
Dying to give it all up.
Decorating my body with false colors.
Vying for anyone's attention.
Oppressing my true feelings.

Dreaming of my glamour.
Dreading the fate.
Stupid, I am.
Miserable, am I.
Don't tell me my wrongs.
Donate your soul to mine.
Taking the united.
Nothing can be real.
Drowning my affinities
Doubting the resurrection of my life.
Unnaturally hate filled.
Obtrusive and shallow.
Dying rights belong to the Heavens and Hells.
Decorating the fictions of our lies.
Vying for our souls to be kept safe.
Opressed horrors of dying alone.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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