A distant daydream placed beside reality and the desires of the world
And there you stood, with the harshness of reality and pure desires placed in a subconscious vault.
And there I stood, soul and body submerged in a daydream.
But where we met was somewhere on an unnatural platform of dysfunction
I surrendered parts of my daydream for the reality which you engrained in every word you spoke to me.
But the parts I had surrendered you shoveled up and mixed in with the desires you fostered in the core of your person.
And so the reality tainted my daydream, and the daydream made your desires perverse
We both cried, for I craved a false reality and you craved purity. Yet neither of these could be restored, nor were they meant to be.
It is a lie to live in a daydream only to be gullible to ideas of what it is that makes the soul glad.
It is a shame that desires never be tested and that the true nature of them never come to light, nor are they to be kept in an innocent delusion.
