Without a Dream
Every moment's bleak
and dark
Without passion in my
heart
Every thought is hazy
grey
Without fancy in my
brain
Fabrications of my
mind
Seem like a fool's
paradise
But my castles in the
sky
Add some spices to my real
life
Swept up in reality
I find refuge in
fantasies
Stories woven in my
mind
Stories that absorb all of
me
Magical worlds so
different than mine
They absorb my very
mind
As I've said I'll say again
Imagination adds thrill to
life
Although fantasy is not reality,
It certainly gives it a zest, a zing.
