‘Unwanted’ Ramblings (Dreams verses Reality).
I dreamt of thee, did thy dream of me?
I dreamt of three, you me and the one yet to be.
It was a nice dream, but it was only a dream.
It was not real, just make believe.
No, it was not real, and it no longer appeals,
For you longer feel, and you once said you felt,
Your allegiance is for someone new,
But to say they are new is to say they were never there before now,
But they were always there,
Hiding in the shadows,
Watching from the shadow,
Listening from he shadows
Taunting and goading from the shadows.
You would laugh together as you played your game,
Twisting the knife, twisting twisting again and again,
And although it is over now, the stains still remain
The fractured mind, the fractured trust remains.
And you and they have moved on, whilst I still remain.
I dreamt of thee, did thy dream of me?
I dreamt of three, you me and the one yet to be.
But it was only a dream, only make believe.
For I am the 'Unwanted' Rambler.
I am the unwanted who rambles.
And I will sleep now,
Long sleep now.
Whisper a silent prayer and sleep now.
