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The Dream of Life..I wish I could wake up from this dream, but I know that I can't. I am bound to this land as are the rest.
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This land is not what I was promised, nor will it ever be. It was a lie, a sham, a clever trap created by it's maker.
I fell for the ploy. Yes, I was sold on the pretty words like any young man or woman would be. The tales of better
things to come, the stories of fortunes made in the most impossible ways.. But it was a dream, a dream that we
were told to dream.
And we fell for that dream, we were lolled into sleep, dreaming our lives away so we would be complacent, content..
But it wasn't enough, nor will it be. Not to sustain us, not keep us satisfied, not to keep from trying to wake up and
see the truth.
What did have I become in this state? What have I done in this foul land of empty promises and false hope? How have
I lived myself, living in a nightmare of a world that was supposed to be a dream of life, the dream of life?
How can I be free of these lies?
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