This is my poem on how I see the world; it is dedicated to my good friend
Exiled-Knight who I consider an incredible poet.

Reality and Fiction

Come friend step in a world of my creation
To a fantasy land
And escape reality
All you have to do is take my hand
A land, which holds no bounds
A land to explore
Come to the place where magic is found
Mighty beasts and arcane lore

Come with me
See the demons that circle the sky
See the corruption
Feel the gaze of the burning eye
The blood moon shines in the sky
Necromancers gather
Not a tear is shed for those who die
A distorted face is looking at us
It's eyes plea for help
And now we are trapped in a cage
With bars of razor blades
And through the blood and pain
We realize that the real world is much the same.