The Wakening Dream
At night I sometimes wonder to the stars in the sky,
Never know why, but never forget to say goodbye.
Thoughts of them arises like storms and ideas disappears,
Dreams keep on breaking and pain just appears.
Understanding this whole aspects in a more vivid way,
The of the dream never came together,
Not even to this day.
The dream contained my life like the strengths in the
Even my sadness and emotions never purposed any harm.
Never shall I let my inspiration be,
Even beauty turned in front of me.