SadReality

the sad reality, the realization of a mere fantasy so plain to see so painful to know but peaceful the candorness reminiscent of false hope. still it was wonderful believing from the outside in the inside joke.. I don't know what it is to find because I still haven't been found. worlds apart destroyed love in fractured hearts. awaken minds amongst the sleeping foe.. a paradox of Hell's love for the cold.. wrapped up and heated with desire escaping into the world of pen and paper to savor the moment we are no more. at the front door is the dying.. forgotten about how agony and bitterness and loverless terrified of tenderness still world apart. no reality in the fantasy still it's tasty to dream role playing out what we feel inside.. I am the sad reality of tragedy unfolding since the beginning of time.