“Fantasy Vs Reality”

There is a place I like to go,

There is a place that no one knows.

There is a place only I can see,

A place far from my misery;

A place where endless trees of green

For miles and miles can be seen

Under a perpetually blue sky

Filled with puffs of clouds just passing by;

Where flowers bloom and bluebirds sing

And robins join in reckoning;

Where young fawns play and the sun shines bright

And it’s always day and never night.

There is a place I’d much rather be,

Entombed in my own misery.

For this is all I’ve ever known

For this is what I call home.

This land of ashes, this land of debris,

Is my world of despair and treachery

I cannot hide amongst the sun;

From my past I can no longer run.

In truth it’s fantasy vs reality

In all that we see

Do we have the strength to no longer pretend

That all good things don’t come to an end?