Working on it

Dreams are extraoridary

A realm where impossible becomes reality

A world where nothing holds back my desires

My wings take flight, and I soar through the night

I feel free, and inconquerable

Nothing can tell me I am wrong

Not even reality

Dreams are devistating

Sometimes, the thunderhead darkens

It brings lightning and downpours

And drowns me with its thunder

It clouds me heart

It breaks my mind

Makes me panic, and want nothing more

Than to come back to life

To break free from this horrific prision

Dreams are bliss

Where all the raod blocks dissapear

(to be continued)