Saturday, November 03, 2007

Dreams and Fantasies, Crushed by Reality, Crushed in my Sleep

Fantasies deteriorate, never to be realized. Dreams fade, or twist into nightmares that leave a mark. Reality is twisted, but sleep is a twisted reality.

Promise me potential,
the potential promise is pleasing.
Fleeting fantasies,
then the fantasies flee.
Left alone, only me.

It's been so long, but the feelings don't fade, they just hide. I can only hope they're hiding so far under the surface they can't cause me harm. Of course, how often do *my* hopes come true? This time was no different...

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