Fantasies, Realities, and Sadness
When I gaze up at the stars,
all I want to do is fantasize
about the unrealistic
images of life.
I wish I could just fly away
and live on the mountain tops of Australia.
In reality,
nothing like this ever happens.
I'm living in a fantasy dream.
I hope I never wake up
but....
I have to.
There are days where I feel lonely
and the dark gray clouds
shadow over my house.
I step outside
and let the rain touch my body.
Soaked by the wet and cold water,
I wilt away like a rose petal,
ready to escape my pain.
As I let the rain wash away my body
like hot water melting ice,
my heart turns into stone.
Stabbed by the prickly stems
of a rose.
To roam the earth
with a broken heart.
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