The Dream
Flying over my window so quiet,so slyly,
is a dream never to be reached.
A dream that is forever silent and sorrowful
that no one may awaken by will.
It swims around children, adults, and the old,
and taunts the fragile minds of its victims.
It is a silent dream, a sorrowful tune. A tune
that no one may escape from.
The dream is frightening at first to believe. Then it
starts to dim and finally clouds over.
It may seem over, but never is it gone. Still, it haunts, and forever it shall
stay.
After, you are home, relieved that you've awakened,
safe, together, until you look around
The dream has taken a part of you, a part that
seems broken for eternity. A peice of your heart.
The dream was silent, never to be expected, never
to release apart of reality, apart from the REAL.
The dream was like a never-ending ocean,
never to see the Universe, the light, the future.
It felt like "the end'' and "so long", or "goodbye"
it was so real, it felt so unlikely.
Yet for sure it was real, yet so it was true. That
apart from reality, you have lost YOU.
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