Dreaming

I guess you have just fallen into the meadows of today,
The story has been written beyond the sorrows of the day,
Walking daisies flaunt with content their dismay,
The shadow lurks in a cry holding me dead for decay,
Crawling ants farm their thoughts,
Screaming desires try and make me tough,
The truth is the light which blinds me,
I close my sight to forget believing in lies,
The rain never stops heavens always pour,
Love is a feeling that a weak heart lures,
Stronger and stronger it grows to the top,
Banging in cold when the metal is hot,
I am not afraid anymore until I am betrayed.