Broken is this Dream

-Prologue-

Time holds together reality… reality no longer with holds peace…
Peaceable beings move on…
Tragedy is born, along with new lives and hope… True ones, will have their faith die-

Dreams now hold the lines of reality, along with new hope-
Can those trapped, find a way out?
Can those perceived in doubt-
Find new ways?

Loved ones will loves others-
Hated ones will now be loved-
What sort of reality this is?
The kind you can't escape…
The kind you must live…
The kind you endure-
And learn to enjoy.

Wonderful- is horrible.
Amazing- is disastrous.
Yes- is no.
And love- is dream.
And- Dream-
Is fantasy…

Can you pull away from fantasy?
Or shall it hold you- deep within its depths-
And keep you for time indefinite-
Will you learn the secrets this new world beholds?
For-
Broken is this dream…