The Everlasting Dream

Dreams that destructed never end, Whither we held them or they us, Every sweet morn brings woes hand In hand,recall every sweet loss. Death never the end of this dream It's everlasting,time never rust it. It's not just a dream, it's stream Of every dry land,cure of hit. Whither make or destroy,but not give up Perhaps you're near to last step, This dream not very dark,shut up Your eyes and get light gloomy nap. But really rolling with eyes,say It's not very simple ,difficulties must pay.