What a gloomy day
I sit in this crowded room in the dark all alone
With the blinds down no ray of sunlight enters to cut through the darkness
In my room I lay; staring at the ceiling in constant daydream
Dreams are all that keep me going
The hope of that dream coming true
Oh how I dream
Some may say they are impossible also improbable
But is it so crazy to dream?
A dream holds hope
The things I want to be, what I want to do even who I want beside me.
Dreams are what keep me going
But I can’t help but to keep wondering, when will this dream end and become a reality?
Reality; something that is hard for a dream to transform into
To be lost in a daydream is to lose track of time
To sit there lost in a world of desire
A perfect day, a world with no boundaries, the sun shining bright, a calm breeze, a wide open beach with waves that brush themselves upon the sands of time
Yeah that’s the scene
Walking along the beach alone, seeing this perfect world of my own.
I look in front of me; a set footprints have been imprinted into the sand along the shore
The waves are starting to erase the only life sign in this world of mine
Running along the beach I see an image from afar
My heart races and my thoughts race, could it really be someone her in this lonely would of mine?
As I run up to this person; I tap her on the shoulder
As she slowly turns
Her face looks as if confused
Then a smile appears that warms my very soul
As we walk along the beach our hearts begin to mend together
I feel a clench in my hand as I look down
I look at my hand that was tightly squeezed
And to my discovery I found out what was holding on to me
A soft and gentle giving hand
Not weak but strong as she clenches onto my hand
A promise was made
And as we look at our footprints; deep in the sand they stay as the waves try to brush them away.
Looking into each other’s eyes we gaze at the soul
And found what was lacking but now what will stay forevermore.
I suddenly awake from that dream
Looking out my window wishing this dream will become my reality.
