Dreamer's Goodbye.

You can't tie a rope to a dreamer's neck,
And predict what their mind will say,
You can't hear the words so silently spoken,
And you can't mend a heart once it's broken.
A certain intensity is caught flying around,
The dreamer will take steps in an imaginary direction,
Only to hit solid concepts and blocks to that other world,
The realist goes insane, thoughts undeniably curled.
There's a lock and key to that place harbouring words,
I've tried to many times to read the outer door,
While the unsuspecting girl doesn't know what's in store,
As she stumbles across the room with inspiration hanging from the wall.
Yes, this dreamer has been called crazy by a few,
But I know you can't create the images in my head,
The precise reason that sleep may be hard to come by,
All the nightmares tell me to jump into a never-ending dream.
For once those voices aren't going to overpower me,
This time I'm going to step away from the danger,
I'm going to step away from that imaginary life I long for,
Quietly I'm going to conform to a world of harsh realities,
And this mind will not conquer the silence, but embrace it.