She dreamed a dream … a perfect dream
A dream meant to be but a dream … of life, love and care
Of roses and rainbows and mystical lore
Where angels ruled and life was true
With honesty and love and faith and trust
Of summers and sunshine and smiles and giggles
where love and passion blaze a new
when lover’s never have to bid a due
and life goes on at its perfect pace
no sorrows or dangers … loss or hurt
no demons that attack your emotional soul.
Life seems a mystical jungle
With fairies and pixies and magic by a bundle
Here fairies play with magic dust … where all that glitters is all that’s gold
Yet Life has a way of playing different riddles
where it feels that all is stuck in the middle
mysteries and murders, break ups and death all paired
Even dreams turn tables and lodge despair
The thorny ridges rise and evil plays
Where darkness rules which life doesn’t spare
Then comes the lies, the hate and the terror
With darkness and dread in the winter air
the heart keeps pounding with an unknown scare
With anguish and tears the glittering eyes awake
For all was a dream and dreams always fail
Life will trick you, make you see – a a dream that was never meant to be
Its harsh and mean, more like a wicked queen
It feeds of emotions and despair and makes living a nightmare,
for no one is spared
Morbid thoughts come into to play – feelings and emotions are all but slayed
Life seems dreaded within the mystical wake
Of hate, hate and nothing but hate
It seems that darkness takes over the soul
Plunges it into the a dark abode
happiness sleeps an eternal sleep
The heart waits for happiness in a mindless heap.
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