Where do I go when I can’t withstand?
Do I simply travel to my fantasy land.
A place where the grass is always green,
and love unfolds
and love unfolds and feels so serene.
A place that I often travel to,
A place that I often travel to, when time is short and life’s subdued.
My fantasy land has room for you
and can be quiet when you want it to.
Though if you stay too long here,
your thoughts could sway and become unclear.
This place holds the fantasies of dreams and wishes
that drift to you when your life has misses.
The fantasy land never shames a mistake,
though the ego does and its bite’s hard to shake.
But did you catch the quake?
The bitter pill that’s hard to take.
How fantasy and reality
How fantasy and reality is a thought away
How fantasy and reality is a thought away in normality.
But in all actuality
But in all actuality none exist
but the moment.