Dreams

Dreams…

Running wild in sleep
keeping monsters
at bay with magic
showing just how
beautiful you really are.

To bad it's all just a dream
to bad it's all make believe
to bad there is nothing real
all but the monsters.

You're still just a child
who's heart so pure
and dreams are pure
nothing but happiness.

to bad it's all just a dream
to bad it's all make believe
to bad there is nothing real
all but the monsters.

You say sacred vows
with the man you love
but there is no sorrow
and there is no what ifs.
And there defiantly is no
pain of an ending to come.

to bad it's all just a dream
to bad it's all make believe
to bad there is nothing real
all but the monsters.

Reality strikes and breaks
your dreams shattering them.
You see the monsters, see their
ugly horrid faces staring at you with
greed.

To bad it still wasn't a dream
some where were you could hide
and never feel so haunted.
To bad your eyes had to open.

You watch the one you love,
he kisses another before
turning his back to you walking
away on that fragile line.

And now you just wish.
you where still dreaming.