In my own imagination I feel my world drawn

In my head, is the nest my dream world dwell

The beautiful splendors I desire dawn to dawn

But my mind on this quest, find no jewel

When my daydream hurt more than my life

Even in my fantasies pain still swings it knife

With myself between my hands I lay at night

While my mind be completely lost in thought

And the lack of love and cuddling I sought

Teddies and pillows be fairer

But then my ears becomes saliva dump for mocking tongues

Fear be the cuffs, when cardiac be policing

For my subdued heart do pounds

As though the sky in anger rumbles

I feel the night may be bathed in spilt milk of my moon

Even before midnight my wall may Crumble

Missing all golden glamour of noon.