A Reality Pretend

The words I've missed so dearly
Have been found in thoughts pretend
The inspiration, ending dance
Like writings never end

For blocks of mind and movement leave
Replaced with words so true
But darkened wishes of children young
Have turned out something new

Yet phrases flow and blood runs clear
A drain, the depths their sent
Left with questions, no mistake
Of where sweet nothings went

Through a saddened tale of an unused mind
A spark of light occurs
With it stillness runs away
This reality it prefers