Dreams of Dreams

Do the lesser we think, do we started to be stupid? Or just drawn out and run from it? For me it depends, I’ve been on some situation and did different kind of things to surpass it. I didn’t get the chance to run away or hide. All I always do is go straight ahead without even thinking. So, these dreams either become my reality to go through and to be questioned the fact, an obstacle, a test paper, a pop quiz of my life, WHATEVER! Grinding my head for questions with no answers, so much for my nightmares. There is this song called Violet Skies sang by In this Moment. I want to emphasize the lines they created base in dreams to become it's realities.

Dulling from within to find a reason for it all
Lost for years
In the storm
Waiting for the rain to stop me from washing me away
I held on tight
Awaiting night

And I lay me down to sleep
And find a world where I was free

Imagine a place
Where dreams lead the way
And all of your colors fade the grey
Imagine the dream
Now close both your eyes
Fall into the violet skies

Deep inside your eyes it shows
You've been lost for too long
Out of touch
On the edge
I promise you will find a way
I found a pathway home
I'll carry you
You're not alone

Dreams that gives way, imagining things not to be lost and not to be alone. Creating a world that perfect and running away from reality is great, yet sad.

Wishful thinking that I am not here, confession of my deepest darkest secret. To be able to open in the public (front page!) what lies beneath me. A way to make my own wall that this is me. No! I want to sleep. Closing my eyes seeing darkness that impossible to erase everything. But, I never loose hope because I can face a brand new day again just like I always do when settling things in my life after a great tragedy. But according to the song imagine that leads a way. So I imagine a place where I can be free or a place where it can lead somewhere peace and no more agony that my heart drowning in too much. I’ve dreamed of my own world, a perfect world where in I create my greates escape, my feelings between the lines. I believe in that world of my own were serene conquers and tranquility spread through out in everything. It's just me and my dream world. A green grass covers the earth, field of flowers that dance in the wind, cold yet warm breeze; warm within my heart, beautiful sun and sky, tall and big trees; the sound of a river, sounds like a dream to me. A world I created for me to run.