Mystery Mystery i remember that dream, it seemed to me reality, all the sounds and tastes so clear, every line so fine, every edge strait an smooth, all was real, but were you? i want to see you again, are you an imaginary friend? i wish to walk woth you once more, along the crystal blue ocean shore. i want you to take lips to mine, even if just one more time. are you real, i want to know, are you real, or just part of my minds deceptive show? alone, lying inside of myself again, walking alond my forest bend, i have never had a visiter before, you are the only one to cross the border of my heart. i was sitting in my field of pink grass watching my purple sky above me, when you show up and steal all missery. you took my hand and we ran through my distant far away land, you are the first to reach me, are you real? i want to see your face, even just once more. must you leave me in this place, and lock the door? will i ever see you again, outside of a dream? will you be real to me, or just one of lifes mysteries? ' save me from myself save me from myself from the dark shadows of a heart, broken and torn, withered and worn. from the dark space of a cold corner in a closet, lonely and enclosed, unknown and forgotten. the dreams errupt from her head like water flowing in a stream, alone on a hill top, poluted and forsaken. her life crumbles, like the burning pages of the book she thought she could trust. from the shattered hopes and failed attempts, she recieves nothing but longing, nothing but hate, nothing but want.
