Reaching My Reality
I often escape from reality
All of the human intent and brutality
I get away from life, so confusing and twisted
My vision become blurred and misted
I reside alone in my head
No one can reach me where my dreams are bred
My own world of peace that the real world may never attain
All of this knowledge and wisdom that I've gained
All useless in a world of pain and despair
And people that move around without a care
If people were true to themselves and their word
Then my misted world could be transferred
From the depths of my mind and soul
Into this world; this big, black hole
Copyright © Apryl Oberjat | Year Posted 2005
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