My Wishes' Grave

Science and fiction can’t go hand in hand Today, I feel tomorrow’s end Beauty, wealth and stealth offend My wild nature dreaming, I see the planets And the stars, moon Through fake eyes Lonely Me. The sky is wet, and so are my eyes When morning hopes are beautiful Summer springs call winter blues, I sit by the window And think to myself, Scarlet hearts weep, But I am Blissful If, Today was passion, yesterday love Guilty would smile from far above, Fate and time would be confined As my words would define All I ever sought, The life I see Life I want, Unlike Now ~~For the contest 'A Journey Back In Time'~~