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Reality

And Dreams

By Chris Davis Published 4 years ago 1 min read

There is Reality

And there is a Dream

The past is no longer Reality

So it must be just a Dream

But all I have to is Nightmares

And all I do is Scream

Why the fuck do I remember

The silly little things

Maybe so I’ll never forget

The pain that love brings

Every fallen soldier

Rests at the feet of kings

And no one seems to listen

When a gorgeous woman sings

So how do some believe

That we used to fly with wings

I guess we all come home

When we hear the bell death rings

The present is all we have

The futures Dream the same

Wild, our imagination

A beast we cannot tame

It’s in our minds to wonder

Is there a god for that to blame?

Is fiery hell beneath us

Or is that from where we came

I never chose to be a player

In the universes game

I hate this curse of life

But I love my fucking name

I’d put it everywhere

But I’m hiding from the fame

Because when disappointment comes

I just can’t bear the shame

Suicide is a Tragedy

Even though they’re free from pain

Those left behind to die alone

It burns them more than flame

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About the Creator

Chris Davis

My mind drifts like the rivers of high Colorado and my heart lies in the arms of Mother Nature. My soul is tied to the strings of the universe and my energy flows to and from the consciousness around me.

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