Dear dream,
You know me better than anyone ever has, for it is my own feelings that creates you. Too far I have come, along a path I was not suppose to take. I am tired of reality, for it is a punishing as ever and the fact that I deserve it makes it even worst. Just for a bit, give me a pleasant tied to sail on. Onto which I shall be take away on an adventure unknown. I beg you to differ, For it is more surprising that way. I have always loved surprises. I beg you to speak to me, for with all those scenes, pictures and feelings that you share with me I feel less lonely. I beg you to bring me the inner self, For I have lost him inside of me. I beg you to show me what I can be, For I have lost my ways. I beg you to fill me with new hope, for there is none left in me. The reality has always been cruel in one or the other way, I have failed to counter it. Show me those moments that made my life beautiful. Show me those eye contacts with the girls I liked, show me those friends I hanged out with a real smile, Show me those moments that made my chest fill with pride and happiness, those moments of amazing adventures, those moments of mischievous me, the moments of living. Oh my dear dreams, what power is it that you hold to be able to manipulate one's feelings of the day approaching. I am here for you again. I am in need of you. For I am living in the world that tires me to the bones. For I am man in great fear of the future. For I am a man afraid of myself more than anything else. Perhaps because I am a man of fragility presented by my own sadness and fear of self. Dear dream hence I beg you to take me away from the reality, from the future I fear, from all of my fragility and and hence away myself and fill me with new hope, new strength . Perhaps for just a bit of time I beg you to take me away, and hand me over to a new morning.
