Reality
It can be a hard place to live in
Sometimes
The sun won't shine for weeks
Its always a bit cold out
Men and women are capable of
And do things
that make the stories of monsters not that far from true
It can be very lonely here
The more you are willing to trust
The more likely the infamous
THEY
Will take advantage of you
Friends can very well turn out to be foes because
Every is taught to say,
"I got yo back."
But when given to them
They often use it for stabbing
Its rough here
Lies won't work here so many fail
What they told themselves in the mirror today is not allowed here so
Neighter are they
Not too many care and most only do because
For some reason
They have to.
I live here because
When the sun does shine
The tales most tell have no true words that can describe.
When something truly warm does come it warms your soul and becomes a part of you
So much so that it will sustain you through any and all cold. Well below zero
Here the men and women that wear horns are many and have to be defeated everyday.
However
There comes a man or a woman
That resembles an angle is walk and talk
Their very name is the sword that defeats.
Here if you take the chance and trust you might get lucky.
Someone
Might care
Someone
Might help
Truth is
In reality if you can find it
Because it is very rear and hard to find
Love
Becomes your backbone
Able to support you under any pressure.
The words here might hurt
Only because they break ground.
Every one of them is a seed
Lies can not exist when truth is in full bloom.
I live here
In reality
because I looked around one day when
I accidentally walked into a fantasy
All I saw was clouds and fog
All I could do was imagine what this place looked like
All I could do was lie to myself about what I stretched out my hand to feel
All I could do was make believe where I was going dream about where I would end up
Only to end up going in circles.
When I finally made it back to reality I said to myself
Never again.
I'd rather live in reality
©Christopher F. Brown 2012
