How 'bout a dodgy poem...
Deluded Dreams
Breaking out of oblivion,
Feeding the hand of fate,
Falling into the arms,
Of someone who's great.
Feeling kinda empty,
Yet nothing can compare,
To the strange love,
Of the moment that you share.
Confused and dejected,
Failing in the plight.
Toiling with emotion,
Never doing right.
Yet hope just seems to wander,
Never coming near.
Maybe there'll be one day,
With nothing to fear.
Jaded by devotion,
Weakened by your strength,
Succumbing to erosion,
Everything at length.
Running from the feeling,
That shudders through your veins,
One day become fruitful,
Let love take the reins.
Now life has become bearable,
Or so now it seems,
But is it your reality,
Or just deluded dreams?
(p) & (c)2005 David McGarry.
Deluded Dreams
Breaking out of oblivion,
Feeding the hand of fate,
Falling into the arms,
Of someone who's great.
Feeling kinda empty,
Yet nothing can compare,
To the strange love,
Of the moment that you share.
Confused and dejected,
Failing in the plight.
Toiling with emotion,
Never doing right.
Yet hope just seems to wander,
Never coming near.
Maybe there'll be one day,
With nothing to fear.
Jaded by devotion,
Weakened by your strength,
Succumbing to erosion,
Everything at length.
Running from the feeling,
That shudders through your veins,
One day become fruitful,
Let love take the reins.
Now life has become bearable,
Or so now it seems,
But is it your reality,
Or just deluded dreams?
(p) & (c)2005 David McGarry.