Why must things be as they are
All the dreaming and sleepless nights that has been troublesome for a while
You appearing in my dreams kept me up with joy of seeing you
But dreams can only go so far
To the point where you are no longer in my dreams anymore
And the sleepless nights are the fact of reality's gun shooting me in the head to bring back to it
But I have no control over what I must to it
Either looking away from the gun or to face it head on
Either keeping hoping or accepting the inevitable
Warning shot after warning shot
Kept the ringing in my ears
Alerting me that the inevitable
Draws near
It's best to face it now than running away from it
And I say keep shooting those blanks
Trying to strike doubt within me
But it won't work on me anymore
Because I will face the gun head on
But not face reality, to fight against it
So that I may have a reason to fight in my new life
November 18, 2015
