Born from the Lake
Of sentimental dreams
I rush under
As the candles crash into the Night
Sometimes I dream
Outside this place in time
Sometimes the glass breaks
Out of touch
Sometimes I find myself
Waking up with nothing
In my pocket..
With everything I touch
I grow older
And now I'm just bored..
My mind went on a chariot
To distant places
I believed in Love
As I U-turned candle light crashed into the night
All these fantasies are so strange
These candles burning bright
So out of touch
When I was satisfied
I tossed her away
My dreams were spent
In these moments with you
But as my dreams drop like water
Like I broke apart my insides
And I was on the outside
Trying to be a man
Clean up this mess
And what I am now really who I am
Sometimes these fantasies
When they are gone
Leave me to be what I really was
To have deceived her
Now to sure her how I really felt
With the back of my hand..
She would run to ground
With a clatter
She would hit the ground..
Lost Illusions -by sEung b. Kim
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