You remain beguiled by your illusion of reality
Lost in a trance of your own insanity,
and callous thoughts laid bare
Trapped by your self made nightmare

My quest to rouse you
Is Ill fated and misconstrued
Doomed by false visions,
fabricated and twisted emotions

You dance with the wind
With each step my heart bleeds
As you evade my grasp
I should have never let you fall asleep