Renovartio wrote...
Deep inside my mind, I see the world in two.
From fantasy to reality, to me it has value.
Would I live inside my fantasy where the world is what I want.
Is it sinful or wrong of me to clearly have that though?
The harsh reality that is the world is unforgiving and a pain.
So I live inside my created world where my soul slowly decays.
I live to stay within my dreams, where I grasp at empty straws.
In hope, in love, in wrath and pain I run from what I have wrought.
My life is hollow and has no meaning, that is what it's like.
That's why I live my day to day in hate and in spite.
But overall I'm doing ok, how about you?
Reality and Fantasy were once separated, isolated.
No communication existed between them,
Not even light of another.
To show a sign of itself to another.
A time has passed, a year or 3,
A sudden crash was found in reality,
A crack was made and it was spread,
And a light from a fantasy appeared.
echoeagle3 wrote...
Is that like a poem or something?
Im looking for lewds
Ain't lewds