Sitting in this room, thoughts flooding my head.
Now I've made my decision, you've made yours as well.
You take my hands, and pull me along, with your plans I follow along.
So therefore we abandon all grace, running down the streets at a rabbits pace.
Escaping, finding reality what not.
Money in our pockets, bags in hand, we head off, ready to travel the land.
So, then we enjoy each-other.
So, then we travel together.
We can find more, and see more.
If only I had experienced it: that feeling that was hit.
I wish i had a life outside of this.
Waking up in my bed, it was all a dream.
I realize, that it's truly, truly mean.
All my dreams, they've shattered.
All my dreams, blood splattered.
So, then I realize my freedom may never come
An eternal penalty i'll pay for my sinful wishes.
Every-day I wake in this bed, every-day this dream repeats.
Maybe someday, this dream can be real.
Maybe someday, this dream I will feel.
YOU ARE READING
~Poem Book~
PoetryLike a Diary, This Book will be, Through my head blows a breeze, it makes the leaves freeze, Orange leaves falling down, This is my story, and I won't let it drown.