CRAZY DREAM

written by : Owen Hamalala My dreams are crazy and mysterious. They appear while I am asleep (like A thief). slips away when am awake. In my dreams, I am the kind of person I can never evolve to be. A mindless roamer In my dreams I”m like spectator I don’t realize its purpose in my life. It tends to pave a way for me once in a while. But I places my fears in front as it takes me for a ride a roar costar. I can’t figure out whether it’s helping me or hurting me. In my dreams I have been pushed beyond walls But yet in Progression we keep moving to break more walls I ask, are we in false paradise A paradise were dreams become nightmares The breaking of sold ground Like scattered pieces of broken Dreams Yet to be forgotten like lost memories They say with dreams you go to places But with my dreams I went fast but not to far We live a (world of dreams) of broken Promises As memories fad. Into nothing but ashes My dreams are like the clouds that gather To give rain but never rain As I easily fade into nothing Like the smock rising h My dreams I n My dreams I whisper words of hope into the stars To rewrite this crazy night mare{crazy dreams} A pray to the man upstairs to send me the light to light up this crazy dream of night mare