TheDrunkenBoat

What do you do? When you have let your mind Danced into magic and fairies Creating illusions Into the palm of your hand Influencing What you are and who you will be Blinding your prism What do you do? When everything you ever wanted Was a fragment of your imagination? When you cry the mirror Of your broken dreams What do you do? When everything you work so hard for Slips from your palm Through your fingers To your fingers tips into the ground Devastating you into reality Where you are the only One holding your hand Standing in the middle Of the road surrounded By your uncertainties Do you run? Wee