Fantasy dwindling down to reality

A rare dream,

rarely am I to dream.

Perception of thine image,

For once not in rage

As climbing a flight of stair,

Dreading treatment unfair.

But met surprisingly with a smile

That made my heart reconcile

For all those times you roared

My feelings ignored

Introduced to thy best side,

To which I love to confide.

And then in a split second it all vanished,

Like a tower of fantasies demolished.

Left aching,

Kept tracing.

Those instances,

Lingering upon my senses.

As I plan my travel,

What surprise may unravel?

Lost spirits to rise,

Left to improvise

But hear me out once

Before my actions you denounce

I seem to have lost all validity

As I set foot on your territory

Give me an opportunity

Regain tranquility

For ever restless my soul

Swinging like a pendulum between fair and foul