Letter To The Idle Dreamer

(just finished this)

There will be no more stars
to envy, when this war ends
dreams are wasted
life is lived
ignorance is never bliss...
we see everything
pain is easy to swallow
once you're use to it...
these are random thoughts
never meant to make sense
just an escape for a repressed realist
the wandering cynic
though I still dream
for the hell of it
"angels" say that's
where I'm headed...
I'm living life on purpose
hoping not to regret it
blasphemy is the greatest sin
and I hold the record
the common hypocrite...
but I feel so free
and I never knew serene
freeze....................
the moment is such a beautiful struggle
it's deadly to hold on to
so I steal glimpses from different views
I am nothing
but you...

You only live once
you don't fly
but fall
work less and live more
if you dare take a chance...
walk bare foot on concrete jungle
over snakes and society's mishaps...
tap dance to heaven
if you have no strength left...
swallow bliss,
then puke clarity for a simple moment...
the smell is forgotten life...
the color is blind
and the taste is what got you here in the first place
history is repugnant
and maybe life is impulsive

Idle Dreamers
dream amazing things
but real eyes
realize
the real lies
actualize
and create things

Wake up