Time

Days into weeks, weeks into months, months into years, years into my life

Slowly we walk back and forth in life having our ups and downs

More ups than down, more downs than up these things change us

Some dark and glad, we turn good and become bad

Undecided on what we want in life so around we run making fool of ourselves

Gullible to the sense that we feel loved and open to the thought to give love

Never sure if what we have is real, everything to us comes and goes like a dream

A dream, THE dream, sweet bliss of life helps us build a world to our liking

The girl/guy we want, house, cars, job and life everything is flawless in dreams

But a nightmare is where we live and when it enters our sleep we know it must be real

Horrors, pains , everyday essentials to know we're human

But then the bliss of death, a deep rest takes us away to forever sleep