by fine rain

Created on: February 10, 2009

people in your life be saying stuff like follow your dreams, set goals,

daydreaming can a cure a way to heal from the bad and hate in your life by imagining a good filled escape maybe that's why it's called escapism

but what happens when your dreams are better than reality so that every time you snap back, un space out and arrive back on earth, you miss that place you visited, why that feeling can be so strong, you just start to cry

there isn't a star out yet just a splendid sunset up in the sky
the night is still young, a perfect evening to party, and fun i will find
after making it through a rough day i deserve it but instead i unwind
way too early cuz im way too tired, about to crash, going to bed pretty soon
i was put to the test now gonna get my much needed rest,
tomorrow gonna sleep past noon
now i have always had trouble falling asleep but today is a different story
all of my pain gets washed away w/ that rain steadily falling outside, no worry
and next thing you know, i finally go
to an alternate place because they say
sleeping is the cousin of death well then on this day
i died and around midnight after hours of dreaming i went to heaven
you have to believe me, that's when i entered my haven
no longer sleeping on a mattress but on a fluffy cloud, no stress, total bliss
how i wished to forever lay in my comfy bed and be taken for dead
while the first angel approaches, smiles and gives me a kiss
my panoramic view kicks in there is a land of beauty from here to infinity
waterfalls, lush green trees, flying birds and fairies, elves playing their fairy invented instruments producing happy song this is were i totally belong
i never want to leave this place this wonderful place of mine full of serenity

how i hope to never wake and never leave and never go anywhere but here
the truly one and only home of mine but soon change hits i start to mishear
the waterfalls are really the kitchen sink i left open and that song
actually was nothing more than just a whisper and everything is wrong

this early morning around twilight no earlier i wake up and see the world
for what it really is
i know its my backyard to play and learn from mistakes and teach others what i have learned and i accept that until the day i actually die, i will be staying here so i have to find the way to make the most of it

so then why does my face burn and i can no longer see clearly

perhaps i am just confused about my life

but i know that i just want to dream again not daydream because that is like imagining but dream while sleeping and go to that different dimension where everything is so intense which is good since we only find goodness

i absolutely want to dream again so badly

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