THIS FANTASY

Slow night.....
turns to day....
Then the light....
turns grey.....
As I fade away.......

To the abiss of void.....
In the lonliness of creativity.....
Where nothing can be destoried.....
Only in the toughts......
Of some-one elses reality.......

When this might forfill your dreams.....
In a void of shadows......
The yells and screams.......
Before lifes' windows......

The looks of it all gone by.....
You forgot that you became alone......
Now you ask God why?
He answers back... " Your heart became stone.)

Now as others see you.........
Restless and tired...........
What do you want them to do?
The ones you left mired.....

This fantasy......
The chalange........
Became reality.........
And your soul became singed!