Delusions and Dreams

Wistful Dreaming

I am not me
In my dreams
Suppose that’s why
They’re not goals

Out of my reach
Are the things
I want to be
Suppose that’s why

I drink sweet poison
Come back and back
Ectasy’s tight grip
Dopamine’s light kiss

Oh, darling Delusion
Of living somebody else’s life

Loser in my own game
the author of my story
the main character too
Are people barely I
Used to know

Fear of Time catches me
Like a deer in headlights
I stand and wait
For the inevitable

So it won’t be a surprise
Awaited it this whole time
haunting myself for so long
ghostly spectator of the moron
that couldn’t control their dreams

Delusional

I dream to lightly caress
Everything out of my reach
I dream to gently kiss
The Love that’ll never love me
I dream to be the picture
Of the purest perfect ever seen

My mind wanders uncontrollably
To places so beautiful they blind
Dull and gray compared that is
This bitter life I’m forced to live
Hope for escape keeps me sane
But it could be a delusion game

A delusion where I must not be
The person I am trapped in now
Instead, I can freely fly around
As someone I know nothing about
In Neverland or another time
Indulged in somebody else’s life