Reality is cruel
it spits in your face
you've learned to live with it,
all your shadows and ghouls
are now your close friends.
But-
follow me
and I can take you far away
where worries die
and fate is kind.
Where smiles are real
and pain a myth.
So,
come with me,
on this night,
in a sleeping world,
take my hand and you'll be fine,
I promise.
~welcome to my other world(s)??
YOU ARE READING
My Only Language is Words
Random"It played out so perfectly, so full, so wonderous... but then I woke up". ~~~~ "The blade of imagination is a force to be reckoned with"~~~~ Somewhat insignificant rambles~ Also called "poetry" I suppose
