Expectations Vs. Reality (The Web We Weave)

Time, the fragmented reflection of ones life
the beauty, hidden away in small illusions
wisping by unnoticeable to the eye
try and focus now, the memories are fleeting
the meanings waste away to nothing somehow
these small synapses tell me they were true
the brain, another tool of misinterpretation
cataclysms of expectations vs. reality
the dreams never seem to mend the stresses of the day 
never fully asleep, never fully awake
wake walking through life, confused in this maze

we cherish the nights, but fear the days
the inevitability of the morning sun
the flooding away of all the innocent ones
crawl out of bottles, only to crawl back in
the child in us all, searches for something tangible
something to fill the cracks between these seamless

days, months, weeks, years
that void, ever so clear is never truly quenched
desire tastes like bittersweet poison on the tip of our tongues
restless, alone, were all just searching for our trail back home
with cobweb like maps, were all easily trapped

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