Nostalgia Filter

I speak of a dream known as Reality 
Where illusion hides the face of confusion
Having Faith is not a delusion
Why not use the brains You're misusing 
Abusing every considerate gesture that kind souls give
Keep running away from what makes Us Human
Feelings are not a curse but a blessing instead of misconstruing My words through assumption will lead to Your Death 
Make way for a day that is serene in nature a catastrophic danger is amongst Our mist through animalistic behavior 
Before logic takes over this World continues to make Me more bold