Reflections, Imaginations

A mirror is always honest Yet never was the dream, nor the person Looking for reality through illusion Their shadow becomes longer then they actually are A person could write their dreams Stakes, after stakes, to reach the heaven beyond Their legs might die, their hands gave up, and their mind broken Yet their ideals still shining bright A gentle light that will take them away A blinding light that will push them to the ground A hand that tried to reach past the reality Eyes that envies everything Darkness, then darkness, looms A spiral of madness, deep into the pupil’s Void Yet it’s just a bad dream Always a bad dream A nightmare, timeless Repeating, echoing, endless, madness, Crucifixed Reflections, Imaginations Reality, Ideality A throbbing heart Explodes A bad dream, Always