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Wishing seems pointless,
when dreams become real,
When time seems to stop,
and the world seems to keel
Right off kilter, and the
whole planets stopped,
And half-way through you
realized you’ve topped
The wildest regions of
your imagination’s plane,
And the furthers reaches
of your minds game,
And suddenly you think
to yourself with a sigh,
To think this could
have passed me by…
When all the dreams in
the world come true
Could it really be that
good for me or you?
When you realize people
have some pretty sick dreams,
And then you hear in
the distance, screams,
Do you wonder who’s sick
and twisted mind conjured it?
Or do you just run, and hope
your own dreams don’t quit?
And hope your nightmares
never break in,
Because when you dream of
darkness, or you dream of sin,
You can’t help but notice
that you’re twisted too,
And then you’ll have to
wonder what you can do
In order to keep yourself
safe and sound,
In order to prevent yourself
from meeting the Hell Hound
And pointlessly wishing
you think to yourself
When will this end?
enough is enough!
But wishing is pointless
when dreams become real,
And in the end,
it’s a pretty bad deal.
- by Tommy Dionysus |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/07/2009 |
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- Title: Pointless
- Artist: Tommy Dionysus
- Description: A poem about dreams.
- Date: 01/07/2009
- Tags: pointless dreams wishing
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Comments (1 Comments)
- GLASGOW SMILE - 01/21/2009
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It's a little long but I liked it haha
flows right off the tongue throughout the whole thing
nice one heheh - Report As Spam