Reality rips in sending imagination,

To a solitary quick hearted end.

Caught in a spell from another,

Falling down no longer on the teeter tauter.

Grow up and except what life gives to you,

Quite getting lost and caught up in the blue.

Everything in this world severs a purpose,

no one every said I was your only do.

Life crashes on the rocks of fate,

Sometimes you have to leave the path,

And tip toe through the flowers awake.

Everything said you took for granite,

Only thing lost were the words we said dam it.

Understand one very simplistic thing,

You are the one whom still wears the ring!

I could never understand why we never met,

Something s I guess are better left dead unsaid.

Before you actually crucify me,

You better sit back and rewind your dream..

Inkmaster