Dreams
Are dreams
That’s how they’ll always be
But reality
Is a fantasy
That you have to reach
Reaching the possibility
To a certain difference in your life
Like the difference
That is between life and death; it is only gained in time
If you live today
You’ll die tomorrow
If not physically
Then you’ll feel strangled in sorrow
Sorrow is a sea
A tangled sea
A sea so black, that you can’t see your reflection off of it
But only
If you believe
That you can do it, will you pull yourself, and rise up
But that too
Is a dream
A dream which you need to wake up to
So you can believe
Let the sun shine in from the east
And the moon from the west
But one day, you’ll know
Your heart will have found it’s quest
August 17, 2004
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