Reality

                By Lord Julus aka Iulian Ionescu

As I reach up to the sky,
My fists are squeezed
My head is high
Love is all we need
I hear
And a seed
Of fear
Raises in my brain
Driving me insane
I love her
And I suffer...
Is there nothing to gain
Without the pain?
Probably not
And there's a lot,...
A lot of pain.
Is it in vain?
Maybe not
I thought...
Then the reality strikes back at me
I look again... I look and see...
That the payer
I sent up, up to the lair
Of the Lost and Burning-fire
Everyone's Desire
Had no answer and I think
The reality's NOT pink
It's more black or pale or gray
And still all you can do is pray...
As I look up to the sky,
My fists are squeezed
My head is high?
WHY?

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