sooner or later though you always have to wake up

I love you said
but a lie that is half-truth is the darkest of all lies
I dreamt that if I mirrored your perception of me
you would always love me
but sooner or later though
you always have to wake up
in the heat of passion your whispered words in the dark 
turned out to be wasted words falling upon the ears of one who needed to hear something more than the demons 
I slipped through the cracks in my mind and found no meaning
it is quite clear from the deafening screams of my demons
that memories are here only to torment
a rainbow haze of futures so unbidden and undesigned
fear of them to- turning out a lie 
its a long walk through the purple rain 
I have no goal or objective but when this world dies
and the new begins 
would someone please make me believe in love again
i'm tired of half-truths and fucked up nursery rhymes the fantasies of different times 
the pain that only the ones who sold their souls for love 
and lost can know
I dreamt of love 
 but sooner or later though
you always have to wake up

~ D Donner ~

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Great Piece of Art

"...fucked up nursery rhymes..." I love it when you wax poetic. Ma kinda line - one more to 600. A nice round number. But what is intersting is how your work has evolved since the early work, from confessional to professional - novice to expert wordsmith. Can't wait for your next offering - allets -