Dark as night,
Silent as death.
Cold as ice,
Loving as a last breath.
We wander aimlessly,
Knowing not what we seek.
What we’ll find,
Who we will meet.
Endlessly we dream.
Nightmares
And daydreams.
Wishes came true
Our worst fears come to life.
Then we wake,
Left wanting,
Confused,
Scared,
In pain.
What reason do we have to dream?
Left to wander in times flowing stream,
We call out into the silence.
We hear nothing but an echo of our pleas.
In dreams we wander,
Aimlessly searching.
Praying we are not alone.
At night we rest.
Only to return to our dreams.
This time different,
Then what before they seemed.
Bright as fire,
Loud as a hurricane.
Hot as lava.
Heartless as an angel.
We seek to follow.
The path we see,
Laid out before us.
Where does it lead?
Continuously we sleep,
Daydreams,
Lucid dreams,
Epic dreams.
Our greatest memories replay all night.
Then we wake,
Left happy,
Content,
Joyous,
And sated.
But what reason do we have for dreams?
Following the winding path to where it leads,
Singing with glee.
Bells ringing in harmony.
In dreams we wander,
Hopefully searching.
Dancing in ecstasy.
In dreams we wander,
Searching hopelessly.
Calling out with pain.
Points: 19
Reviews: 21
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