the dream

imagine a place and time, where everything is in place.
fun and quiet are always in reach.
it is the dream and it is always the dream, the one i kept clinging too
hoping someday it would be rule. i was hoping it could be real
that feeling become reality
you see, the dream never dies
it just floats further and further away.
till you realise your arms arnt long enough to reach it anymore
so you begin to medicate the pain
and the medication becomes the problem and the pain.
the next thing you know your in a hospital bed
wish you had different goals and aspirations
but it seems the more you hurt, the less visable you become
when your in pain, no one wants to see or believe it
here's what could be my story, some real some fantasy
but ill let you figure it out for yourself what really happened or parts i made up
either how, even if i dreamed it, it is still part of my minds reality
so in someway i still live through it but here it goes
you can come to your own conclusions.
anyway, enjoy the ride, it may be the end
or just the begining


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some stuff i wrote to get some stuff off my back

 

thanks everyone, usually i get my feelings out through fake violence AKA video games, but for some reason im feeling artsy lately

and yea i guess this is just my desire for a little less drama in my life