Labyrinth: In the Midst of A Dream

Hiding below the surface of reality
Have found refugee in the hands of fantasy
Illusion is what lies ahead
Stimulating my crazy head

The clock tic tacs as the time passes away
All I can think is you in my memory
In my soul you’ve been engraved, deep within
And keep you there, odd things between

Can’t seem to touch with my grasp
I can’t longer hold on with my clasp
It is strange you’re not so far
It is shows that you really are

Cool exterior is my false façade
Like a pompous admiration is what I hide
Can’t stop to think of you everyday
It turns out I am already in disarray
Your voice is like a gentle whisper
Your thoughts always made me wonder
Your smile if the curable answer
To all these things that makes me whimper

I am embrace with invisibility
I have this unnoticed agility
Invaded by hollowness
Torn asunder thoughts, its craziness

Sometimes I think your mirage, a illusion
Ironically you have a different devotion
Don’t know when to get it all out in these walls
Confuse and sandwich still between truth and false

-behind the cloak, author is not known.

To be said this one I found to be very tasking as I try to find the best way to make the image of Sarah while she dreams, dreaming of the dancing and fantasy and the Goblin King Jareth