Sometimes we find within ourselves
The ability to see
The things that are impossible,
Things that will never be.
From these imaginings we make
A certain kind of dream
Of love, of death, of happiness
Where things aren't always as they seem.
In this world of fantasy
Each person has a place
Each person has a life, a story
Each person has a face.
Our dreams a place of refuge
A place where we can hide
Where the world is full of hopelessness
And we've given up inside.
So when the world is desolate
We know what we can find
A ray of hope and love within
The dreamscapes of our mind. |
Submission Name: Dreamscape
