The image faded

You close your eyes and try to recall
But can only glimpse the splintered pieces of the whole
Try to catch them and they drift out of sight
The image faded
Unclear after all this time

Begin scrabbling for inspired fiction
Subconscious fabricates a distorted
Scene of the story you left behind
Living your life in a dream
Of the day that never comes
A fantasy so clear
Only to wake and find

Nothing can live up to this
The images in your head
Start to believe it and you’re losing your grip
Addicted to a made up world
Now indifferent to your waking life
You pray for endless night
Keep your head in the clouds
And your life will pass you by

Living your life in a dream
Of the day that never comes
A fantasy so clear
Only to wake and find it never was
With every sleep you return
To the day that never comes
But always wake to find it never was
Living your life in a dream

Of the day that never comes
A fantasy so clear
Only to wake and find it never was
With every sleep you return
To the day that never comes
But always wake to find it never was