From Dreams to Relity

Its a poem i wrote about the woman of my dreams who i havent found i was 16 at the time

I sit and stare off into a world of seemingly endless nothing
A shadow occupies only a fraction of nothing
As everything begins to vanish that shadow remains there
I see only the image of a form the vagueness of life
Consequences running rapid through dark and light spaces
Every turn could be death but every gesture brings new life
Passion revolves around and separates truth from dreams
The ever present anguish only destroys morales
By the token of life it brings out little voices
Helping to make life livable
Corrupt values Immoral feelings
Deceit lies fear
All brought about by a change of life
Nearer the end but yet time still ticks away
Nothing changes Nothing matters No one can see
“From Dreams to Reality” From Reality to Dreams
We pass our lives and live in two worlds Fiction and nonfiction We die in glory
Yet we live in fear
Still we can live in a world of dreams