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
Copyright © Owen Hamalala | Year Posted 2024
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