Daydream
In the dungeon chained I wait for the arrival of thee
I often find myself in a dark, freezing dungeon
thousands of feet under the crust of the earth
lies my damaged body chained to the wall of that pitch dark dungeon
grasping for air for the lungs are in pain
my mind shattered into millions pieces
my heart bruised locked
my eyes have been blinded from all images till the arrival
my ears plugged from all noises till the arrival
my motionless freezing body chained to the wall
the wall of a dungeon waiting for the arrival
the arrival of my love
for thee is what shall set me free
that is until we separate again
I shall be chained in the dungeon
by some magical power known to humans as love
oh why me oh why shall I suffer till thee comes back
oh why shall I love thee with all I got to muster
why shall my mind and heart still duel for thee
causing my soul to ache for another moment
to be with thee
Why shall I be the one locked in the dungeon
Why! Oh why!!!
Why shall I cry for thee!
Why shall love not allow me do chose who to love
why would love be created when love shall not be returned
I ask is it necessary for me to be locked in a dungeon
a dungeon where only thee may enter?
I ask thee will there ever be a chance
a chance for thee to love me?
